This may be the moment I most enjoy... when I've sketched in pencil, dared to add the permanent ink, and then I erase. Erasing is when the image is revealed, the commitment shows itself, and I can see what stays. I see the flaws, find the missteps, and the lines that are tethered to the paper, that don't disappear... they are the truth, my mark. It's a bit magical, and somewhat agonizing.
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