The most honest lines I draw come out of a seamless whole-body experience where energy channels through my hand under the guidance of whatever temperament I happen to be under the influence of at the time.
Sharing with you some unplanned personal illustrations that are like temperament time-capsules, in that they are all able to illicit what I was feeling at the time of drawing (to their only audience at the time, n=1=me!).
Isn’t it incredible how inky lines are so capable of storing information and meaning?
