From a circa 1999 journal filled with doodles. I think she is kinda cute, don’t you?
(Oops, looks like I need to clean the glass on my scanner……. )
Gone to Doodles, everyone
(for Doodle Week Day 3)
This little guy was having so much fun trying out new custom-made roller blades, he didn’t make it back on time to get to the blog for the premiere of Doodle Week. Can you blame him?
Summer Flower Doodle – © Sue O’Kieffe 2008
So you see, imagination needs noodling — long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling, and puttering ~ Brenda Ueland
I wriggled and scrawled this flower onto paper a month or two ago and left it there, a little piece of whimsy unadorned. I rediscovered it the other night, colorized it and felt joy. Summer gardens are all around me, unpretentiously running amok with color. Everyday I see red poppies, not ornamental poppies, but red ones — just like their glorious orange California poppy sisters — only crimson. Who knew?
This doodle speaks to me of the freedom of nature, the dance with wind. How about you?
Birth © Sue O’Kieffe 2008
Soft curves birth jagged angles
Wholeness finally emerges
We birth completion
Again and again and again
I don’t know exactly what I’m doing with this blog. Mostly I want to have fun and play with color on paper. And show off! Maybe I’ll be clever and light-hearted. Maybe I’ll show you my soul. Maybe I won’t. You’ll just have to wait and see.
I went to an art opening of Native American art over the weekend. I know my color choices for this doodle were influenced by that art, especially the art of Brian Tripp . I hope you look at the link to his work. His art stops me in my tracks everytime.
But I had already laid down the lines of the doodle before the art show. I just put down the pen and out came all those jaggedy paths. I try not to over-analyze what it’s all about. I just want to play. I pressed hard on the crayon. I colored over and over and over. Nothing fancy schmancy, just Crayola. I discovered a crayon color in the process called macaroni and cheese. My late night snack. More color. Boldness. I want bold.
The circle called to me. Put me in. Let me come through. Born holy and secure and sound.
Have you ever seen Angeles Arrien‘s book Signs of Life? In the book Arrien proposes that all cultures have 5 common symbols (circle, square, triangle, spiral,equidistant cross). Interesting, huh? We are all connected, we all have commonalities. And our contrasts is what makes us all so fascinating.
How do you feel when you look at my doodle(s)? When I was creating this one, what I felt was strong and determined.
Thank you for visiting. Please share your thoughts with me.
Dancing © Sue O’Kieffe 2008
Mostly I spend too much time sitting in front of a computer creating digital mandalas (see here), and I decided I wanted to find a playground away from the digital realm. I enjoy letting a pen meander on paper without any notion of where it is going and letting the colors choose themselves. Doodling is a soothing way for me to let my mind unwind.
It’s hard to see the glitter I used for embellishment in this scanned image, but when I look at it all I do is smile.
Recently an artist friend suggested to me that I might want to treat these drawings with more respect and find another word to describe them besides doodling. What else would I call them? What would you call them?
I’d love to know.