Pencil drawings are my beautiful, clean house when company is over.
Charcoal is my home.
My comfy place.
My sweat pants and messy hair.
Despite leaving it for such long periods of time, I'm always so happy to go home and relax and just create. I love the physicality of charcoal, its unpredictability and chaos, the struggle, and the eventual rewarding excitement it's capable of giving.