No unifying structure
As with the execution of an etching (drawing with a fine needle into a blackened wax ground), or with a poem (spontaneous first word/s, no need to understand), I begin my drawings on an impulse, not knowing or wanting to know the outcome, working spontaneously, attentive to detail - a process I have learnt to trust. Sometimes I am listening to poetry. I allow words and images to take on their own life, venture forth uncensored, and I let them be.
No unifying structure. Pen and ink.
Pebbles on a beach. Pen and ink.
Not one thing. Pen and ink.