drawin is mark-makin...
we practice it as one of our earliest experiences as kids...
people draw everywhere in the world and hence it is used as a global language when verbal communication fails...
as adults we use it pragmatically to sketch our own maps and plans, but we also use it to dream --- in doodles and scribbles...
it denotes intimacy, honesty, transparency, informality, immediacy, subjectivity, history, memory, narrative...
a sense of dialogue is implicit in the act of drawin...
it is improvisatory and always in motion, in the sense that it can proceed ad infinitum without closure or completion, continually part of a process that is never-endin...
it is a part of our interrelation to our physical environment, recordin in and on it, the presence of the human...
... movin freely, without a goal... a walk for walk's sake... the mobility agent is a point, shiftin its position forward...we are all artists when we are walkin, and from this point, there is only a short step to understandin body movement as the drawin of invisible lines in space...in fact, this proposes that our lives are a series of maps of lines between points as we move from point A to B accross a given area... indeed, this is always about power --- these drawins depend upon one's sense that one can act in and on the landscape by leavin a mark upon it, no matter how temporal...
the inherent honesty of the drawn line make it the best vehicle for the voice of dissent...one uses drawin as a means to create a world of the imagination, a site of alterity and opposition to the established norms of behaviour, tradition and religion...
to draw is never a transcription of thought ( in the sense of writin ) but rather a formulation or elaboration of the thought itself at the very moment it translates itself into an image...
drawin is the medium thru' which the past has often spoken most clearly and directly...
it has always been associated with magic ever since humans first depicted the animals on which their survival depended...it is a form of magic, designed as a mediator between this strange, hostile world and us, a way of seizin the power by givin form to our terrors as well our desires...
for a young child to conjure instantly the image of something ( a stick-figure rendition of mother, a lollipop tree ) at will is miraculous, with drawin, we never lose that sense of wonder...
often wall or floor drawins have the freedom to be repeated and hence resist time and corrosion...the artist is mostly anonymous...
drawin chimes with the need of the moment, allowin us to dream an endless dream...