The Beethoven String Quartet in F (Opus 135) cries out Must it be? It must be! (Muss es sein? Es muss sein!) in the last movement, the portentous question is replied with an exultant answer...this drawing is my bit of personal inquiry while searching for answers...but mine is less confident than Beethoven's query, this quartet written near the end of his life gives off a sense of being content, cheerful, and "above the fray" after a stormy life filled with frustrations and stress, there was no conflict, just peace.
I crumpled the paper specifically for this piece...a representation of my personal stress, and then initiated peace into it by using the wrinkles, tears, and creases as media along with my pencils, the result satisfies me in a curious way...I adore this piece...
This pair on green paper, continues the process (I love the color), the result remains interesting. I'm looking to make more, only I want to be more bold with the "destruction" of the paper surface...possibly gouging, making tears, holes, and losses, uneven edges, creating fragments to piece together, like a puzzle...or like the pieces of crumbled stones that I find in the yard with fossils impressed into their surface, I like piecing them together, opening the layers to look at the remains...just having fun...