What I liked best about experimenting with all of these different tools of drawing, and creating such a vast variety of marks; was it taught me that the boundaries of drawing are not only limited to the flat and traditional style of graphite, sketching and etching which were my previous misconceptions.

I learnt that anything could be drawn with, whether it be on top of swirls of paint that were pressed on tracing paper by a slipper, or the blustery blended marks of sepia a tennis ball dipped in paint would trail, these all were drawings.

the minimalistic dotting of fork points or the ridged and textural scratches of a toothbrush all in themselves were works of art. 

I found from this exercise, where I previously relied on illusionism or built up impressions of pen point on paper to create an imaginary texture reliant on line or mark, one press of a washing-up sponge on the paper quickly created thick dimension.