Drawing is writing without words. To take a single frozen image and ask
it to declare a lifetime, a memory, a moment—whoever said a picture is worth a
thousand words was insane. Pictures are not meant to convey words—that’s what
words are for. Pictures, drawings, sculptures are meant to reflect emotions,
thoughts, that which is wordless and yet still beautiful. Art is that which
stirs the soul and conquers the heart. Can words do this? Absolutely. But there
is something that an image gives that words cannot, how the tilt of the head,
the curve of the lips, the grace of a stance can twist an image so easily from
that of a pair of lovers to would-be killers. A scene, a smile, how a leaf
falls from a tree…words can try to reflect these images, but a picture takes
that challenge in stride and instead strives to find depth in what many call
mere whimsy.
What words can accomplish alone pales when words and images create a
beautiful cohesion that they could not hope to accomplish alone. What would a
book be like with just pictures? What would a gallery be like with just words?
We seek always to find answers—the challenge is to find the story behind an
unlabeled drawing, to draw the art of a glorious phrase.
“The good writers touch life often. The
mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her to
the flies.”
Fahrenheit
451, Ray Bradbury
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