I’ve been on hiatus. I’ve had quite a busy summer. I moved two time during the summer. and the last time was right before school started. The entire summer was me adjusting to a new city, trying to figure out which way to move through my life and what kind of artist do I really want to be. I am not stuck, but I am wandering and soaking new things that come through my way. I’ve still been writing and drawing, but I just felt that it was not my time to post it online. I wanted to be disconnected for a while, from everything. But now that my life was become a little more grounded and I’ve finally settled in the new apartment, it’s time for me to start again.
I think what lures me to use ink is the fact that it flows so naturally for me. Similarly to when I start writing on paper. They way it interacts with the materials is so stunning; creations become natural and unplanned. Mistakes can become tiny masterpieces and some mistakes can be hair pulling death sentences. It took me so long to become comfortable with drawing. I couldn’t find my voice. So when I first began using ink, it was like finding the right note to a song.