For the past few days, I keep drawing this figure. I don’t know why. I don’t even know what it is–a stylized human? A sword? A stopper of some kind? I don’t know, but it keeps coming up in my morning art journaling (like morning pages, but with sketches). I’m fascinated by not knowing. I’m comfortable with not knowing what it is or why it keeps appearing in my sketches.
If you want to make any guesses, you are welcome to take a whack at it.
–-Quinn McDonald spend a lot of her time not knowing about life, and waiting for the answer.