My drawings are ultimately created by mistakes. I never pencil first and never erase my errors, I instead let them guide me. If a line veers off in the wrong direction (which happens frequently as I draw very fast) I don’t give up and start again, I run with it, I shape it, I fix it, I mould it into something else. For example this illustration evolved because I fucked up her torso and had to give her a backpack to make it look right which then progressed into what you now see. In fact all these drawings emerged because I ended up trying to rectify a pen misfire. These finished products were never my intention as I never have one but I believe sub-consciously they were lurking in my brain and so what I tend to do is splice a few pen marks onto the paper and see if I can hoist out something from the depths of mind like a fisherman with a hook.
I truly believe it is our mistakes that make us the people we are, not our successes. Our fuck ups are what drive us to be better and so we should not live in fear of them happening, we should embrace them, welcome them, thank them for the opportunity to teach us and make us more than we were. And that is why I like to leave my mistakes in. This is why I would never personally want to draw with an ipad or whatever. I know you can get amazing results but everything comes out perfect..and who wants that?
Hope you’ve enjoyed this ink filled experience. This is actually going to my last drawing post as am feeling a lot better so gonna get back to my photography and hit the streets of Laandan town once more…normal service will resume!
