Dear journal,
I'm torn. As much as I'm enjoying sketching I keep looking at myself and exploring self-portraits. I'm torn because, on the one hand, I feel that I'm exploring who I am, how I see myself, and reflecting on how I perceive others seeing me while on the other, I feel like I'm simply feeding my ego by recreating the thing it loves most: me. Perhaps it's both and part of my reflection needs to be seeing my selfishness as I confront the ugly in me. Deeper questions for another time, to be sure. For now, I have to say that I enjoy charcoal more than any other medium I've played with thus far. There is something in the messy, grey, suggestion of form that speaks to me. Anyway, it's fun to be starting something and having so much to learn without expectation.
Yours,
Dave