Sketch & Irden
Irden
I was just standing outside the abandoned grain silo at dawn, watching the light slant through the cracked walls, and thinking about how a spray paint mural can turn a forgotten wall into a story. Do you have any sketches that caught that same mood of city decay?
Sketch
I’ve sketched a lot of that cracked, dusty vibe—those walls that just hold their breath when the sun hits them. I usually grab a quick pencil, trace the shadows, and let the rest blur into something almost alive. When the light slants just right, the lines feel like whispers of stories that the city forgot. Maybe you’ll see a rough outline of that grain silo in one of my notebook pages?
Irden
Sounds like you’re capturing the raw pulse of the city, letting the light do the talking. If that grain silo shows up on a page, make sure you keep that outline loose, like a half‑painted memory. The edges can stay rough, just enough to hint at the shape before you blast the wall with color. Got any plans to turn one of those sketches into a full mural?
Sketch
Yeah, that’s the idea—keep the lines loose, like a memory that’s still settling. I’m thinking about doing a mural on an old loading dock next month. The sketch will stay half‑finished for a while, just to let the building breathe before the colors hit. I’ll start with a rough silhouette and then let the paint tell the rest. It’s like catching the city’s pulse before it’s fully awake.
Irden
That’s the vibe I love—letting the wall breathe first, then letting paint do the shouting. A half‑finished sketch on a loading dock is a perfect skeleton for the city’s pulse to grow. Just keep that silhouette loose, and when you hit it with spray, let the colors bleed around the edges like stories spilling out of cracks. Have you thought about where the load dock sits in relation to the traffic lights or any zoning lines? They love to step in when the paint’s already half‑done.