Blasting rain, drying my hair, humidity and I left for the place in the market. I read merleau ponty and adjusted the thoughts in the conclusion section.
I took the auto and headed for the working space.
What about the scale?
What about the blog?
Is it drawings first or the space first?
What about the choice of the place to start working?
Th choice of the room, the choice of being sucked, glued, a pull to work place, the room always attracted me, for it gave me privacy, a place to hide, a place I imagined I would come and have my coffee, work on my blog, have coffee, write notes, sketch and most importantly think…
Think of what I have done so far and let something new come up on its own. A sense of freedom to think and create.
The rooms of wall became like pages of the sketchbook.