The ceiling above my bed is sponge-painted. Sometimes, when I can’t sleep, I turn on my bedside lamp and find all the faces and animals in the unintentional markings. This sort of thing happens to me a lot – finding the representational in the unrepresentational. It’s an interesting feeling when it happens; it can stick with me a surprisingly long time, strange considering most of the time it happens in a split second while driving or walking.
Three days ago I started a new project where I make lines on a piece of paper and then find features in the lines and begin to elaborate on them. I’ve discovered I can’t do more than one in a single day, otherwise I see the same thing in the lines. Some of the faces will probably be more cartoon-like, while some of them may be really realistic. It just depends how familiar the marks on the paper become. It also depends on how much I am able to turn my mind off and just draw – when I over-think it, it turns to mush.
Here are two of the four I’ve made so far. The other two are terrible, but these are a step in the right direction. You can see some of the original line work in places.