Everydays numbers 31 and 32. Yesterday and today. The first two, from yesterday, with wax crayons, the memory of a stormy day, and a face in the night:
And from today… I’m fascinated by ‘drawing’, the simple act of putting pen to paper, the simple fun of making a picture with lines. These were drawn sitting on a rock half-way up a wooded mountain near El Escorial, 50km from Madrid. The first, an archetype of the sierra in my mind, the second, just lines that appeared while listening to the birds and the wind in the trees…
Notes from Ben 