The older I get the more I talk to myself. Both out loud, and on paper. Here's a couple pages from my sketchbook.
Sometimes I just enjoy simulating old photographs with all the imperfections and sepia saturated tones.
Wondering why I do all of this, but then, in a moment of introspection, I realize:
"Perfectionism is the enemy of creation, as extreme self-solitude is the enemy of well-being."
—John Hoyer Updike