White ink on black paper keeps fascinating me. I keep getting surprised or disappointing, enjoying the process or looking for the ways to “save” the work.
And everything looks different from what I imagined. I thought of people relaxing on the grass, but my friend compared it to the image of massive grave excavated during some archaeological research :/
Tired after disappointing results I draw something I am used to. A cat.
And birds.
And more animals, but about this work – later.