When is                  the Line living?                     During its creation              or it co- mes to life               by sight?
If the Line                is living through the drawing process does it dying motionless on the paper?

What makes it alive? The mere fact that the drawing exists? Contact with me? Contact with viewers? The memories of the process inside my head? You watching me?

What is the Line? Documented movement? Soul that is screaming or body pressed against the paper? Nothing? Just
a sketch?

What is the Line existence? Is it private? Is it love? The lust of emotion? Satisfaction? Frustration? Help? Life? Pain? Deviation? The fear of death?

Should I censor?
I am afraid.

I am devoted to drawing for a long time.

 
The Line existence

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