Sometimes I think of what I do as drawings, sometimes as studies, and sometimes as sketches. This one is a sketch. Quickly done as an exercise, the way that a pianist practices scales to loosen her arms, hands, and fingers. A way of staying limber and staying in shape for more serious work. It doesn't take long for the edge to dull if the blade isn't honed frequently. Sometimes, a sketch becomes something more, but not because it's planned that way. It just happens unpredictably, through the process of doing without intending to make art. Today is Labor Day, though, and while I have other work that must be attended to, the results of any drawing are going to remain in the sketch category. Have a restful Labor Day. Oh - and for those of you who know my daughters Nora and Noble, today is their eighteenth birthday. Happy Birthday, you two!
three pipes by Rad Davis, 8 1/4 x 5, 9B graphite and watercolor pencils