Ink and acrylic on paper
Is this my subconscious’ way of telling me it’s time to kiss winter goodbye and say hello to spring?
I have been trying to be more spontaneous with my drawings lately, to let the brush go where it wants. There is enough planning and controlling in other parts of my life right now so it feels good to let the brain wonder.
The mind being what is it, it jumped from “let the brain wonder” to “poetic map of the brain”??? I googled it to see what would come up, here is one result: Evidence, Narrative and the Forensic Imagination.
Have a good and relaxing weekend!
