"Dear Jont,
today I would like to see a Squid wearing a diver's helmet,
P.S. Love you <3
xxxx"Since nobody had the decency to
request that I draw a squid wearing a diver's helmet, I had to do it myself. Please note the prefered format, feel free to add more xxx's.
I don't think I've expressed how much I hate drawing, I don't understand how some people find art relaxing. Fuck you Bob Ross, if you find any Joy in Painting it's cause you don't care anymore. Even when things turn out good, it feels like the end result is still just a feeble copy of an image that exists only my mind. I've been trying to avoid this lately by putting pen to paper before I'm even sure what it is I'm going to draw, before nasty preconceptions of what that blank space should be grow, right now, it's working for me, I'm not sure if I'm elevated to a sustainable joy but there's a feeling that I'm on to something. But even still there's things I wanted to say but I can't quite get them together, and now I'm typing something that I hadn't planned on typing, and now I'm writing that I wasn't planning on saying that and now.. this could get recursive so I'll stop it now.
The image above was in part inspired by the colours and compositions of
Rick Fork's artwork for the Hot Snakes album
Suicide Invoice. But he stole that
wave first, as has
everyone.
