New Art Journal In The Making

Half way into meditation last night, a strong remembrance suddenly popped into my head: MY OLD LETRASET SHEETS! My mind ran amok – I hadn't used them for years – could they still be in that white box? – No, I had moved them – Or had I? Sitting on my cushion, trying to maintain focus, the desire to shoot up and see if I would be able to find them was screaming for my attention :-)

I didn't cave! I sat – with my raging thoughts – until my little bell rang. Then I ran!

A mix of joy, nostagia and routine as I sat down to work the letters into my sketchbook. I got this bundle of arbitrary letters when I was in Art School (awww!); back then, they weren't nearly old enough to be cool vintage—just old crap. Good thing one tends to be a bit of a hoader. (More on that later).

(»Tiden« means the time in Danish).

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Today's link: mathildeaubier.com