Sometimes it's just a touch of color that I want to tip a drawing toward something special...something dear to my heart...but no one else's. This was one of those drawings that blackly rambled without direction until the purple touched off a spark, like a stained glass window, and then I smeared in with a Chinese white colored pencil to make some of the black lines recede into the background...I love the motion of this drawing, it rambles and swirls, ripples and flows...natural chaos...
Sometimes I have a hard time deciding which way is up, usually I settle for how it sat in my lap or which side I worked from the most, but I worked from all directions so for now I like it this way, but I also enjoy looking at it upside down...and from either side...
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