So I sometimes feel like I sacrifice a lot because I draw so often and so much. I mean I can draw and forget to say hello to people around me or to notice what time it is. My drawings are not that out of the ordinary to use the word "sacrifice" and I'm no great painter but the seriousness and passion that are involved in creating the work I make it incredibly important for me. I also know that being prolific, doesn't necessarily mean you're good, but that's how things are.. I can't stop drawing. This sounds awful!! Anyway, this is something I wanted to share. If there were a place where people could draw instead of eating and that would nurture them, then I'd certainly go there, but it's pretty much like this already with me.
It's just some don't get why I rush home to draw something. Is there a cure for this? If not, how do I explain to others that my doodles and drawings are as important for me as money and iphones for others?
So in this music-less room I'm going to share with you some things that have happened to me lately. Consider everything written above void, as I was listening and singning along to Joy Division, who are very influential!
Last week I came back from London, which is a totally different reality, time and space from the place I live in (Chernivtsi) and going there is pretty much like getting punched in the face... in a good way??? haha.
So, besides my usual business which is WorldTravelMarket, I also met some of my friends and new acquaintances, enjoyed the beautiful lighting in "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time" and learned about prime numbers, bought some more books, because I have "so much" space at home, watched people from the doubledecker buses, missed nother Nick Cave gig (for the 20th time!), felt miserable and got cheered up by strangers, spent nearly all my money at Cass Art and generally strolled and strolled around the city ...
Now I'm back to my well-learnt routine from 7am to 1am which is work, work, lunch, draw, draw, draw.
The result of my work can be summed up in the following phrase: AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
The result of my drawing routine for some past months you can see here:
The cover art I did for Lyla Foy 's beautiful and haunting song Easy
This is for the upcoming album by the lovely Alanna Eileen
and a portrait I did of the talented Roger Harvey, whom I feel lucky to have 'met'
Here's Morrissey, who didn't ask me to draw him haha
And Lou Reed.
Lou Reed's music has been with me since my first days at the university. Then I went to the USA to study and spent my December and half of January in NYC (an almost permanent holiday, by courtesy of my favourite provost Tom and understanding professors) and musically NYC was for me then and remains to this day the embodiment of Lou Reed's songs... and vice versa. Hanging around Union square and listening to 'Sunday morning' was very much like travelling back to the time I never knew.
This is to be continued.
Await more drawings