Thursday, September 4, 2008
Memory is sharpened in the recording processes while sketching. I sit in about 2 hrs of council meetings on Sundays and often find myself filling my notes of people in the room. Details of the meetings come by looking at the sketches and caricatures. These sketches are little pen doodles from one day when I was fascinated with a certain mustachioed sage. I was sitting to his left, but for some reason I mirrored his face for two of the sketches. Maybe things got mixed up going back-and-forth between right and left brain functions.
My memory records angles of people's slouching and jowls from months ago but can't recall what I had for lunch two days ago. Maybe I should start drawing my meals.