it must be amazing, really. to look at something and have it translated through your hand. to look down and see, like a seismograph, the pen moving almost involuntarily, the ink lines unfurling across the page. to see a thing emerge: a person, a tree, a singing bear wearing a sandwich board.
this week i am very much enamoured of matt dorfman’s odd, dark, funny drawings. his wedding invitation was a thing of beauty and is all over the interweb, but actually, the secrets of his sketchbook are what have me gaping.
is it possible to learn to draw? anyone? don’t go giving me false hope, now.
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