I ran out of paper. I can't use that as an excuse not to draw, not to do. If I made this excuse valid, I would have to make valid a headache to not work or a little fatigue to stay in bed all day ... Well maybe I'm taking the concept too far, if one does not feel well I think rest is wise , but not because of the lack of leaves! Let's go back to my paper shortage. I began to rummage through drawers to see if I could find where to draw and I found a lot of tickets that I kept to one day control my expenses - which never happened. This is how I started drawing on supermarket tickets. Beyond the fun of the matter here comes the concept and the interesting part: the paper is of terrible quality. It is too fine, it wrinkles and that is not the worst, after a while the drawing begins to erase and disintegrate. This leads me to think that the drawings I make on the tickets will not last forever. Nothing lasts forever, but these less than less ha ha. The drawings I make on the tickets will not last forever. Nothing lasts forever, but these less than less. We could take the fact of the temporality of these drawings as something negative, but I take it as something positive, I use it to take pressure off myself. If what I draw is "wrong" it does not matter, I am going to see it come undone here in my studio in a few months. That thought is all I need to encourage me to draw, to make the mistake of doing something that I may not like. What's the worst that can happen? Let him throw the ticket in the trash ... where it should be. Now let's draw!
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