From the beginning to the end

I usually start with an idea and working on it, in my mind. I never sit down with a blank canvas, it never works for me on the contrary my mind becomes empty and i can't draw anything.

When someone comes and says : Can you draw me something?

I block and maybe the best thing i can do, is this...

i take my time and when i finally decide what i want to draw i want extra extra time.

I start with a lot of enthousiasm, while in process i become very discouraged, thinking: what is this?

Because even if i 'm sure of what i 'm going to draw the drawing never ends up the way it was supposed to be in my mind.  

 Nevertheless i enjoy this procedure because it's like the drawing leads my hand and not me.

 

So, this is what happened with the following paintings...

I was in a vintage and pop art mood and i was thinking of making some cats for a nursery room riminding the Andy Warhol's portraits of Marilyn but i ended up with a cat and a dog, with some yarn whiskers, trying to mantain my vintage mood.