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Water colours or micron pen on papers. Photographed and digitally drawn upon in Adobe Animate. 

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I reflect on the images that I captured at a rapid pace going around the city by animation by which I instantaneously react to the environment on the drawing by how my character moves within it. Perhaps an aim to know myself. The walk is clumsy.
Animation allows these distinct drawings to function as a continuity, the linking point being the character and then the music primarily.

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All drawings below are done on A4 sized paper

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All drawings below are done on A4 sized paper

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My process was to record the places I'd been in the city in the moments I was there. It wasn't from recollection, it was momentary reaction.

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My process was to record the places I'd been in the city in the moments I was there. It wasn't from recollection, it was momentary reaction.

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I tried to alter one of my practices- painting - by inculcating to paint the background by the colour that best represented what I felt in that in that moment.

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RCA Kensington Library Hallway Door. Digital Drawing in Procreate App on iPad.

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Afternoon Tea in The Muffin Man, Kensington

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St. Paul's Cathedral Whereabouts. I guess it is some Judiciary building.

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The sensation of the lights of my accommodation on a certain evening

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Top Decker of the bus to St. Charles Hospital

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The names of two people who gave me 5 pounds because they enjoyed what I was painting.

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The moon as seen from the pathway that leads to RCA White City

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Our first recreations of a place.
'Drawing on the spot, is something I increasingly find to be more about the editing process. When confronted by a mass of information it's more about editing on the fly, what you choose to leave out or compromise, where is, or what is the area of focus.' - Gary Embury, Reportager.
Drawing as a way to explore your-self.

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Some roads I avoid. They are surrounded by large buildings and make me feel small. On some streets you just feel colder.

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water colour on paper, digital sketch on the scanned version

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Reflections of my walks on my state. They blend. The story on top remain new thoughts on the topic, the characters though bend and contort to the background.

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I sit an try to discover my identity. I see people and think whether I would be able to identify myself with them.
I recollect my past.

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Contained inside somebody else’s vessel.jpg

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Another vision that expands the previous one

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Another vision that expands the previous one

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Here I recreate the continuance of the vision I had while walking. An isolation from the rest of the world.

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I felt something I liked at this place.

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Having an headache, I perceived the world anyway and was led to be drawn to and by that re-create the shapes and objects that were around me.

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Encountering visions based on the past. 

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A reflection while walking, thinking about my past.

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A reflection while walking, thinking about my past.

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Psychogeography facilitates thoughts. In one of my walks, jumping from one thought to another, then seeing a lady take her dog out on a walk at night, I remembered how taking my dog out on walks allowed me to routinely go out from the environment of my home where now in hindsight, I was mentally limited to think of my basic independence to go outside. This changed when I took my new dog then on walks.
Suddenly an image popped into my mind.
A recollection of my room which I made space for myself, the ventilator signifying the small hole I viewed the world from. The safe but restrictive space my parents made for me. In contrast to my experience her in this city.
The door within, to be explored.

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Contained inside somebody else’s vessel.jpg