what some sketches say and don't say
Some pages in my summer sketchbook seem to speak about the talk, talk, talk of empty communication and the possibilities of what we can (and can't) know from looking. Smudgy, swirling, and sometimes unsaid communication, I guess...
I'd picked up a pack of stickers for scrap booking when I was in Pittsburgh trolling yard sales with my friend. These stickers- or rather the remains of the stickers- quickly became my own little symbol of empty communication. All those efforts to speak but no real listening, maybe. I'm still happily using the stickers for empty word balloons, for resists and for abstract shapes. Word balloons and though balloons and balloon balloons are something comic book lovers won't ever stop thinking about
as is clear in this from Comics Comics mag. The trick is finding ways to subtly sneak in an oblique reference to a conversation gone awry. But then, who knows what they communicate and what they don't. As with that shadowy figure on the right, another little watercolor study of someone coming or going.
During that same trip, I painted plenty of strangers. I wasn't that chatty, but pretty happy to watch that city and all of it's inhabitants. Voyeurism is a special privilege of travelers. Fiction, too.
I thought this biker dude sitting in the coffee shop was writing a letter. Maybe to his long lost daughter, apologizing for being so distant for so many years due to his rough time in the Vietnam War. That was all conjecture.
When the sketch was done and I talked to him a little, he had a crossword puzzle book on his table. He was pleased to have been drawn though and he thought I 'caught him'. We talked and I guess if I had never taken a moment to draw him, we never world have.
That's all, thanks for looking & listening...