I thought I’d mess with a set of simple kid’s markers this morning just to see what would come of layering the colors over one another. Would they be too bold to make any kind of pleasing combinations? Would they look too diluted, being as they were just a cheap brand of markers?
Sometimes it feels good to just start putting something down on paper.
But often I feel apprehensive about wasting paper, supplies (though not in this case), or even precious time without a clear goal or project in mind.
Perhaps it’s just the need to be creating even if nothing great comes of it. Vincent van Gogh at one time pumped out so many canvases in a month that he just strew them about the floor moving on to the next things that begged to be recreated through his mind’s eye and hand. Check out the many simple but beautiful Vincent van Gogh drawings.
This quick sketch of a climber clinging so tightly to the wall of rock that he could almost be a part of it is done with markers on pink paper. I’m always reaching for that next place in my artistic journey.