I'm working on my drawing. Specifically drawing objects from in and around my apartment. I was given this green glass bottle as an object of artistic inspiration, and I decided now was the time.
I tried to find a background and lighting condition that gave me that light passing through glass feeling.
Sometimes I'm brave enough to start putting down color without outlines, but today was not that day.
After that, I was just chasing a feeling. An aesthetic. More implied narrative than a bottle floating in space. So I went searching for quotes, and eventually this one:
“The missions were always changing- sometimes collecting jars of rain,
paper bags of hiccups, adopting lost moonbeams and folding them into
cake batter. Or perhaps investigating glittering slug trails left in the
moonlight, finding the owners of abandoned buttons, or playing the
sousaphone for caterpillars still in their cocoons.”
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