kometes

Ink and watercolor on foam board/c. 9.5" x 8.75"

Webster's says that the Greek word for comet is kometes, comets of course those sparkling sky travelers with a tail that precedes them or so I've come to understand.  Hard to imagine the object essentially moving into or toward what appears to the eye as "exhaust", if you will.  Certainly it is the flare/flair of light that attracts the attention and the cone shaped light like the product of combustion for those with feet on the ground.
So my lines curve and shoot about from my hand; my hand directs the brush as if the movement were the "product" of my mind.  In fact, sometimes it feels like I, me, my mind, is simply the observer and I am chasing the process and seeing the result while it forms as I rush into it. 
The lines or rays flowing from her eye, like the brilliant waves of light from a comet, herald her arrival.

SW side of my house

Memory in ink

This drawing is so difficult to view that I may decide to remove the post.  I did it today over coffee while sitting in a little lunch spot/cafe. I thought about trying how to adapt my work in oil to this loose, expressive drawing style or technique.  Maybe mix the paint with some medium to dilute it enough that I can easily make similar marks with a brush?  Maybe a little bit of color, too?  We'll have to see what unfolds.