When I sit down to draw I almost never have a plan or an idea. This is why I turn out half finished works with no purpose or use like this one, a slapdash TARDIS in a pastel nightmare.

It isn’t that I don’t recognize the value of careful planning. It is more that there is no reason to plan.

Which leads me to question why I make these little drawings. If there is no reason to plan them why spend time on the drawings at all? It is a question that I don’t really have an answer for. I could say they bring me joy, but I sometimes think they are merely a distraction or a diversion used to fill time.

Frequently, I draw when I’m stressed, cannot sleep, and am mulling over a problem…

Maybe I have a strong desire to make something even if it is bad.