I have made a sketch, copied and pasted it into a “Notes” doc, then come here to add text. I “Shared” the sketch to my “Photos” by downloading it. From there I can import it into the WordPress Gallery, then insert it into a blog post. Leaps and bounds in the direction of sharing unfortunate sketches are being made in this picayune reduct of artistic malfeasance, rumors of rumors, and effete misspokenness called Ethical Dative.
The tactile feedback of the digitizing “pencil” on the iPad Pro screen is dominated by an overwhelming sense of SLICKNESS. The point glides over the surface willy-nilly and higgledy-piggledy with no resistance, registering inexorably and unmercifully every pulsation, fidget, vacillation, and herky-jerky linear travesty of the hand.
This has been a test, and only a test, but a testy test from the rigors of isolation. Should it have been a reality rather than a test — a “real” sketch, God help us — that would have been made manifest from the outset. It’s only pixels. Pixels to pixels, ether to ether, dust to dust.
(c) 2020 JMN