Sketch sketch sketch. All the time sketching. Sketch a dance on the BART platform on the way to work. Sketch a step in the grocery store while reaching for the basil. Sketching dance, drawing movement, watching, listening, enjoying.
Enjoying. The less I judge myself, the more I worry about your judgement. The less I judge myself, the more I share. The more I share, the more I create. The ideas are like hungry children. When I turn my attention on them, they perk up and start raising their hands for attention. Today is May 1st. May Day. Beltaine. The creative pool is swarming with fertility.
Today I had twenty minutes in a studio. Hey, I gotta take it when I can get it: