I sketch to find the shapes hidden in my soul.
Without training, without the intervention of thought.
Just the pure instinct of pencil moving freely over paper.
And then emerge shapes that mystify, surprise and sometimes delight.
In the days that I have thirsted for my own artistry – my magical words,
These Soul Sketches are what have kept me going.
Pushed me to reclaim my words.
And for that, they are a most wonderful gift to me.
First comes a sketch that works two ways.
First as an Alien Duck and then as The Shrouded Ghost of Past Fears:
In keeping with the theme of fear, here’s my Ode to Unfinished Art:
To get over fear, you will need to call upon the magical powers of The Wonder Tree:
Which will grant you the boon of an audience with the mystical Furious Smoke:
Which will lead you to the ever-wise and willing Alien Octopus:
And with the Octalien’s words of wisdom ringing in your ears, you will go back to your art with stars in your eyes:
And create fantabulous art!