#238 Waipera Pines 1
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These last few sketches are not part of some new turn are they? If they recapitulate it is only me they are recapitulating. Yet as I did them I sensed development, perhaps not improvement but some movement in me, and so there is satisfaction.
Also I want this to be a sketch blog, and these are all scenes and moments from my life as I live it. It’s a diary, a travelogue, autobiographical in the most literal way.
Yet there is a turn to make – one I am feeling as a despair as I do this stuff. I don’t know how to do it. Doing more thinking about art, podcasts – conversations will that do it? Or is it a case of sketching my way through it? I think so.