I erased the whole thing, which I intended to do from the very beginning, leaving a ghost of the old drawing, a way in which I can freely move stuff while knowing what was there before, keeping some things in the same position but going over their form again. The image is slowly getting burned into my skull Already it’s going a little smoother, not much though. All this erasing feels good, the muscles are getting back into shape. A pile of eraser shavings on the floor. I’m using Utrecht brand printmaking paper, great for drawing; it can really take a beating. Later I’ll go into it with ink and paint and other wet media. For now though, more lines. The second time around I’ll add a little color, some browns and ochres. It’s all getting erased again though. The plan is to have this image lodged into my brain so when I make the painting I’ll be able to rely less on the source. An elaborate sketch. Mistakes are accepted an expected at this point. I just have to make sure I spot them though, but I know. You can make excuses to yourself but you always know.
"Anyhow, mistakes are what lead you through life."
-John Frusciante
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