notes from an urban hibernation

Paris : Simon Cutts & Erica Van Horn

With Wet Ink

ironmongery spare

25 February Wednesday

Today has been wet. It has been raining all day. It has been raining hard all day. There have been a lot of grey and drizzly days in the last few weeks but today is the kind of day that makes me happy to stay inside. I spent the day drawing with ink. I was drawing and re-drawing my same old pieces of rusted metal. I went across the street for coffee. Later, I walked out to buy more ink. Each time I thought about going some where further but each time I went back to my drawing. I was happy to look out the window at the people with their umbrellas. I was glad to see rain jackets and moving windscreen wipers and I was glad that my presence was not required anywhere out in the world. The city looked fine from the window. I was glad that the city was out there. I spoke to a friend who asked if there was not anything I wanted to draw here. My friend meant was there not anything in all of Paris that I would like to be drawing. My friend did not know why I should want to continue to draw the same rusted objects from the soil in Tipperary, especially since the objects are not here with me. I am mostly drawing the objects from other earlier drawings of themselves. She thought it odd that I should not adapt what I drew while in another place. I thought it odd that she thought I should adapt. I tried to explain that I do not want to draw Paris. I just want to draw. EVH

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