In late December 2016, after being stuck in a creative rut, I picked up a stack of blank white index cards with the objective of filling them up as quickly as possible. The content gravitated toward loose collections of drawings and words. I managed to keep a pretty steady pace of doing about 5-10 cards a night on-and-off, finishing the lot around March.

Sometimes connections and themes emerged in a pair or a series and reappeared later. Some of these connections were intentional at the time, and some were only evident after the fact. I was usually listening to music while making these.

Looking back, a lot of the creative block I was in stemmed from obsessing about planning things, wanting to have all the details worked out before I even started. One of the most enjoyable aspects of this project was re-learning how to lose myself in the work a little and trust myself to produce something worthwhile. When the stated goal is “finish 10 cards tonight” instead of “draw something that I or someone else will approve of,” it makes space to chase a dead end, or try something unusual, or to make a mess of things. It lets you stop worrying about everything outside of the ink on the page.