The hardest part is sometimes allowing the pen to do the work. To trust that you have the requisite skills and allow them to take you where they will. What skill you might say? I just say an array of disjointed scribbles?
This is a sketch of a man paring a donkey’s feet while another secures the donkey’s head. Cantankerous, unpredictable animals at the best of the times, and donkeys can be contrary too.
I like sketching from the imagination. I think it has something to do with harvesting that vast array of lived experience at will. Pulling out a moment and making it manifest on paper.
Where did that come from? My memory.
Of course you have on occasion to sacrifice representational clarity, the moment has after all passed, but it’s worth it. And best of all, anyone can do it.