(Taken with instagram) i haven’t drawn in a long time… like really, truly sat down and started drawing from scratch. from observation. it feels nice. i miss becoming completely consumed by the process. there is only you and the drawing and nothing else matters. then when you’ve reached a good stopping point, stepping back and looking at what you’ve drawn in all different angles. upside down, sideways, backwards through the paper. that small grin that forms across your face. you look away and then look back and realize you can’t stop looking at it because it’s so fucking good… then when you look at it a week from then or maybe even longer like a month, you think: “what the fuck… that looks like shit” 

(Taken with instagram)

i haven’t drawn in a long time… like really, truly sat down and started drawing from scratch. from observation. it feels nice. i miss becoming completely consumed by the process. there is only you and the drawing and nothing else matters. then when you’ve reached a good stopping point, stepping back and looking at what you’ve drawn in all different angles. upside down, sideways, backwards through the paper. that small grin that forms across your face. you look away and then look back and realize you can’t stop looking at it because it’s so fucking good…

then when you look at it a week from then or maybe even longer like a month, you think: “what the fuck… that looks like shit”