"There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning." — Louis L'Amour. This year's #100dayproject is all about the doodle for me. It's my meditation, my therapy, my escape from the noise of my thoughts. For 100 days this year I'm sharing these little mark making experiments with … Continue reading 100 days of doodles: 1-9
It's that time of year again , Instagram is full to bursting of 100 day projects. I love the variety of ideas that populate this challenge. This is my third year of participating.
When I've got just a few minutes to spare I go to my art journal, find a blank page or a space, and doodle. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YajcO8N8cH8 These are the background layers that inspire what comes next. This is how I fill the scraps of time while I'm waiting for paint to dry, or a file to … Continue reading Doodling in between times
I've been off line for a while, playing in the analogue world of paints and glue and little bits of torn up paper. Recharging & recombobulating. Playing with things like this.
How much time do you spend weaving between polarities?
Along the wiggling line of progress, between way too much and barely enough.
It's not just me, is it?
Since last summer when it arrived, I was chasing my tail with ideas for this project. Four days before the deadline I declared it finished and posted it off to its new home in Brooklyn Art Library.
Stories that emerge from pictures are in my mind today. Not the literal ones, but the ones that appear without words.
I had a really clear idea what I wanted to do with this book from (almost) the outset last year - a rambling whirl of doodles, a stream of consciousness running through the pages.
All through this month I've been prompted and nudged along by Inktober, seeing daily reminders to keep inkdrawing from the good folks of the youtubes & the instagrams. They kept me company as developed this stream of consciousness doodle running through my sketchbook-project-sketchbook, leading from one page to the next...
In no particular order, these are the realisations that accompanied this project. These were observations I heard over and over again in my thoughts, page after page...