Drawing into reality

...they speak of a story I want to know. They press emotion out from the white wash world they emerged. In black ink they now exist.

It is the strangest feeling to draw someone, a head, a face, eyes, a mouth... and be inspired by the character that now exists in my world, by my own doing. None of it was lucid enough for me to say i intended for them to look that way or to hold those emotions. The drawing just ended up that way.

Thats kinda cool ya know.