Everything Is Life Drawing

Drawing a friend, a lover; drawing yourself. Understanding the sharpness of a shoulder and how a finger hinges. Seeing something as simply as possible, picking out only what is important for your visual language. What should be conveyed here and how can it be a reference to architecture, art history, volcanos, ash, dirt, breathing, texture, emotions, love?

Turning and contorting what is alive and moving into something flat lets me see how our bodies are shaped in new ways. Empty spaces are now prominent shapes and I can make connections between how the body moves and how something should be worn around it. 

I draw every day and it is deeply attached to who I am, maybe too deeply. It is the easiest way I can ask new questions. Drawing people lets you examine how we use anything. Tools, jewelry, kitchenware. 

Recently I have seen jewelry and specifically rings as tools. 

A ring has to know where the hand bends. It has to survive a fist, a stretch, the weight of carrying something too heavy. A drawing doesn't have to hold up to any of that it just has to be true for a second.

So I keep drawing hands. Knuckles like small hills. The place where a finger folds into itself, over and over, until I understand it enough to cast it in silver and ask it to last.

Maybe that's the difference between the two mediums. A drawing forgives you. Metal doesn't.