BALL POINT POEMS
When I began drawing I only ever used bic ball point pens. No colour, no pencil, no emotion. Only the cold blue truth of bic. I told myself I was a purist, but in truth I was just scared. Scared of the world, scared of judgement, scared of crayons. Now of course I'm scared of nothing and I wear tie dye shirts on a regular basis. These are some doodles I made for some words I wrote, once upon a time.
Then, a little later on, I lost control and made these things as well.