A sketchbook isn’t really the place for finished work. It is a place for practice and for collecting memories. Mistakes are allowed, because, by making mistakes, you learn how to get better (or better ways to hide them).
When I was a child I suffered from nightmares. I would lie awake at night terrified to be alone in the dark room but also afraid of falling asleep. I would dream of animals killing my family, of strange men crawling into my bed and of being followed. Whenever I woke up, I would be […]
Rain is pouring in torrents outside. Long corridors with high ceilings. Students smoking in the hallways. Light-flooded rooms filled with a selection of artwork. Metal sinks overflowing with flowers.