Early morning drawing and pondering

Awake at silly o’clock again, but with a gloriously unfoggy brain. So I drew and pondered.

How would it be if I thought of the pages of my pocket sketchbooks as panels in a comic?

What if I thought of them as landscapes to be explored and photographed — zooming in, reframing them?

What if I thought of the photographs of the drawings and the drawings themselves as separate things to explore?

My brain has disappeared into fog again.

I shall put thinking on hold for another day.