The Spirit of Fizzing Zing


I don’t think any of us are surprised to find, that after a monochrome day there was a pent up explosion of color just ready to burst out of my head onto the page!

Dripped ink puddles on the page

But before the top layer of writing /doodles, these puddles need *something*

They need some …. they need to fizz … to explode

There’s a spirit in wet ink that just has to be coaxed out

Enlivening, twisting, meandering. These lines come by dragging threads through the puddles