|Ink and watercolor on moleskine (comic books for sale)|
Great Art Thoughts about ink and watercolor:
I ink therefore I am.
I still live, I still ink: I still have to live, for I still have to ink.
He who learns but does not ink, is lost! He who inks but does not learn is in great danger.
|watercolor, drybrush, in large moleskine|
But should I ink?
To ink, or not to ink, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous line,
Or to take arms against a sea of scribbles
And by opposing end them.
It occurs to me that even if you have read many of my posts, you do not really know me. So an example from my life is in order. Step, then, if you will into my bedroom..
My wife is stripping the bed. When she unfurls the sheet, a tv remote tumbles onto the floor.
She is looking around just as I enter the room.
"Where's the clicker?" she asks.
At first I am confused. I am wondering why she is in the bedroom asking for the garage door opener. She holds up the tv remote and then asks again: "Where's the other clicker?"
Then I realize. She is asking about the second tv remote. We call both the garage door openers and the tv remotes "clickers." (In the name of progress, our cable company Comcast now requires that we use two tv remotes, and one is missing. My great-grandchild will have 10 remotes. And god forbid one of them is misplaced.)
So we search and we search. It has to be in the bedroom because that's where I last used it.
Suddenly my wife stands stock still. She has had a sudden epiphany. She strides to my end table without hesitation, opens the drawer and plucks out the clicker!
I am astounded. I had put it there, certainly, but I don't remember doing it. It doesn't belong there, and I never put it there.
"How did you know?" I ask.
"I know how you think," she says, and leaves the room.
I have an excuse, though, an excuse for my distraction - and here, dear reader, is the key to who I am: I am always busy thinking GREAT ART THOUGHTS.