It's difficult to find a perfect space to just think, to relax, nowadays. It's a constant cacophony of raging sounds and voices trying to be heard over each other. Rising ever higher to the point where you don't know who's voice is who's. Or who's talking. It's at times like these that I just feel like I need to shut away the world. Find a way to stop the endless noise if even for a little moment of absolute silence. Some rare few moments have occurred where I was able to shut out almost full conversations, drawing away in my sketchbook, and emerging from this glorious silence I created temporarily confused but with a finished sketch staring up at me. I can never remember how I do it, all I know is when I do it and where.
I have often been asked where I wander so aimlessly in those times. I find that it's actually fairly difficult to explain, and even I don't fully understand what goes on in my mind when I wander off from the world around me. It's almost as if I were somebody dif