The Seeker © Sue O’Kieffe 2011
Wow. My first copyright mark of 2011. Feels kind of good! I don’t know about you, but I’m glad 2010 has gone buh-bye, so we can move on to new and better things. From some of the things I’ve been hearing and reading, 2011 sounds like good things are ahead. I’m ready! How about you?
This doodle was conceived last week, in 2010, during a power outage. I went and got fresh batteries for my flash light, propped it on my dresser so it shined on my sketch book, and had some fun for an hour or so. I couldn’t find a fresh black sharpie, so I decided the blue would do. And then I spent a couple of days adding color. I bought three new pencils for Christmas (poppy red, aquamarine, and light green), and they all have major roles in this doodle. I was also pleased that the quality of the aquamarine (oh, how I miss those Berol pencils) is almost as smooth and buttery as its predecessor. Perhaps Sanford has improved their formula. That would be nice.
I think it’s fitting that this figure seems to be carrying a lantern of sorts. Even doodles need help at times seeing in the dark!
To those of you who left comments on my last post, or let me know that I had been missed during my time away from here, I just want you all to know how much those comments meant to me. I am grateful. Very much.
In the Spirit of Things © Sue O’Kieffe 2010
This is my very most favorite way to doodle — snuggled in bed with my iPod on, listening to uplifting music, and letting my pen wander all over the page. Last night I had the added layer of rain on the roof. I felt all connected to nature and spirit and the oneness of it all.
This morning, looking at the doodle, I like the swirlies and the leaves and what I felt as a certain freshness. Im not sure if I will add color to it or not. We’ll see.
Don’t You Love My Leggings? © Sue O’Kieffe 2010
The Visitor © Sue O’Kieffe 2010
He came to earth and liked what he saw. He looks sad because large eyes often give that impression; but really, large eyes just make it easier to take it all in.
He was very happy to see how we all love each other. He loved seeing that we embrace our friendships with joy. He loved the beauty and the greenness of our planet.
His planet reveres creativity and he loved all the creativity present on our planet. He liked knowing that we use our minds and our hearts to solve problems as well as to create joy. This made his heart shine brightly.
All the symbols on his clothing have meaning. If you spoke his language you would know he was an emissary of wellbeing. He builds bridges between cultures and planets and countless solar systems. He didn’t stay long here because other places were in need of him more.
We were blessed by his presence. Let’s continue to carry on with the goodness he witnessed.
Dancing the Dancer © Sue O’Kieffe 2010
Yesterday afternoon I came home after an exciting day in town shopping for groceries and spending time with a friend to an email with the subject line Top Blog!
After reading it a few times I realized SueDoodles had been awarded a top art therapy blogging award; and not only that this blog was in the company of some other wonderful art therapy blogs. See?
Thank you, whoever you are, who voted for this blog. The one thing I do get is that it was based on reader nominations. This is totally awesome. Gosh. And humbling. But do I dig it? You bet.
I am not an art therapist in any kind of official sense to anyone but myself. I don’t have a bunch of initials behind my name or really any formal art training. I’m just fascinated by color and line and patterns. And Im happy to be part of a rather vibrant doodling community.
And I am delighted that you find my art inspiring and uplifting.
Three years ago I still ran the internal story that I could not draw. In November of 2007 I participated in Leah Piken Kolidas’ friendly challenge to create art every day during Art Every Day Month. I decided to doodle everyday for a month as a way of spending less time at the computer. (Did you know I have another very active life as a digital mandala maker?)
And I’ve been doodling, more or less every night before I go to sleep, since then. I’ve tried doodling away from home, during the middle of day, waiting in doctors’ offices, but really — doodling is my night time ritual.
So if you hold a story about not being good enough, would you be willing to suspend that belief long enough to get a pencil and paper and just see what happens when you put it on the paper? You could have a whole new life waiting for you!
It’s taken me three years to not care what I put in my sketch pad. Not caring is totally freeing.
Dancing the Dancer is also about freedom and moving from an authentic place in my heart and holding my arms up in love. Plus, I really love this color palette. Someday I’m going to design me some clothes in these colors.
Have fun out there. It’s so worth it!
Heart’s Transformation © Sue O’Kieffe 2010
You can transform your heart without losing your head!
Self Portrait – Grounded in Gold © Sue O’Kieffe 2010
A power outage over the weekend took me to Starbucks with sketchbook, sharpie and iPod in hand. Sipping on some incredibly sweet Vanilla Bean milk shake concoction and listening to Krishna Das, this image began to emerge. A recent renewal of psychic healing techniques came to mind, and I realized that a visual expression of those spiritual gifts is what wanted to emerge in this doodle.
I am relearning the importance of grounding and letting go as part of my spiritual practice as well as renewing and replenishing my energy. The demonstrations of how much grounding deep into the earth and letting go of unwanted gunk has gotten me through some pretty challenging times this past week.
When I began filling in the details of this doodle with color, I gave myself permission to be imperfect. I know where the shortcomings are in my painterly abilities, but I also knew it was more important to lay color on paper than be a perfect little artist.
Sometimes when I look at this image it feels a little dark and heavy and weird, but mostly it is playful. We view our work with such critical eyes. It’s freeing to just let what comes out speak for itself.
How does your spiritual practice interact with your art?