Me, me, me, me, me, me

Tian Yi (Me and Me)

In the beginning, when I talked about sketching myself more realistically, I was pretty worried. Because I have always drawn imaginary and Q-version things, I am still not skilled at realistic. But it was a year or two ago. So my impression of my sketches is “I can’t draw well.”

When conceptualizing what I should draw and what to draw, my first instinct is to divide + tape. I see the whole sheet of paper as myself, a complete me. Splitting is like breaking the complete me into several pieces, but not so much to paint every piece of me in its entirety, but rather more randomly to record some unintentional movements and gestures and express my understanding of myself and my relationship from the unintentional. But no matter what, what kind of me is, and the relationship between me and I is actually in the relationship, unintentionally. And the vacancy is like a blank space I leave for my unknown, expecting to discover more and more of myself in the future.

After really experiencing sketching, I found that as long as I draw with my heart, observe, and think about what I want to express, “sketching” is not so far-fetched to me. It is just a form of expressing what I want to express. So this time, I am not as distressed and depressed about sketching as I was when I was a child, this time, I am bold, happy and self-satisfied. I want to say to myself, “That’s all there is to it~”

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