The morning coffee drawing was supposed to be about “unimpeded thought.” I had been learning about free-association as a means of invention in writing. Ray Bradbury had said that “we’ve become so conditioned to worry about grammar, word choice, and punctuation that we deny ourselves the luxury of unimpeded thought.” So I was asking myself what would be comparable in drawing? The trip to Unimpeded Thought sounds like just the destination I’ve been looking for: forget these adverts for world cruises to all the tropical paradises. Just put me on the slow boat to Unimpeded Thought. Hey, I like luxury as much as the next person.
Only problem is that I’m not sure how to get there.
Have to contemplate it some more ….
In the interim I sought to remove all mental barriers between me and my still life objects, they who pose so nicely for me day and night.