Mairead Case writes:
When I fall asleep with someone, sometimes I tap their arm or wrist a while, like saying hello a lot. This is writing, and of course it is other things too. My friend’s daughter takes a notebook everywhere with her. She sits on the floor, opens it, and draws columns of wiggly lines. She says she’s listening. This is writing. These actions are writing because they connect and clarify spaces, they need hands, and they keep time. Often that is also love, and when it isn’t it’s very much like it.”
You might want to read more at “To the Teeth” in EntropyMag. I’m posting this because I keep thinking about the connections between writing and drawing (and painting). Also, in this age where digital images and the pixel dominate so much of our visual culture, I wonder about the significance of the human body, the embodied gesture, and how human movement and energies can be released through the act of drawing and painting.
I think something like that when I draw haptics. But I also think of art as language, encoding my experience in color, shape, line, and surface. In that sense, when painting or drawing, I sometimes feel like I’m writing, and my “listening” is seeing; in both cases, there is a sense of absorbing and taking something in–and from that, or in “conversation” with that, creating something, saying something. Maybe that is what Mairead means when she says “that is also love” or if not, something “very much like it.”