#DoodleADay Challenge Day 30!
A few words about this morning’s doodle:
Rock froms mountain, and there she appears
resting quietly, gently reminding me of her presence
She was not expected
I have to admit that not judging my own art work is a work in progress. Today’s doodle (and here comes the judgment) I’m not particularly fond of. I thought I would try something that someone in the Facebook Virtual Art Circle group did: doodling with one continuous line. She was right it was hard not to pick up my pen from the paper, but even more it was difficult for me not to judge the finished product as I had seen her example and in my mind was comparing the overall lack of (judgement) coherence. It’s just a doodle right?
If we look at the process of making a doodle (for 25 days straight now) it’s clear to me that doodles can be many things: they can be:
Today’s lesson for me was just that, an opportunity to practice acceptance of what is, leave judgment behind and trust the process.
Here is my #DoodleADay Challenge Doodle for Day 24:
Funny enough shortly before making this doodle I was watching a video for 21 Secrets Fall by Canadian artist Veronica Funk on “Finding Your Wild Spirit” about art journaling your animal totem. I watched with delight as Veronica showed us her process and the unique way in which she uses her materials, but by the end I still was not sure about my animal totem. So I began my doodle and this is what appeared. I’m still not quite sure if it is one animal as it seems to have wolf in the head, ram horns and a dear body. This is what I love about doodles, how they can access unconscious material so quickly: I did not know what to draw, but yet a part of me did. I am excited to explore this creature further in Veronica’s lesson.
The beauty of doodles is that they access your imagination each time giving you new stories and perspectives. When we create, whether it be doodles or other creations, we are giving birth to something new, shifting thoughts, shifting emotions, creating new life. A simple doodle is a door to the imagination. Sometimes I look at my doodles and laugh. Sometimes I am confused (when I think too much about them usually). Regardless I treasure these little bursts of creativity as they remind me of my ability to create change in the smallest of ways.
After a long day at work (I do clinical work during the day and on Wednesday evenings I teach), its nice to unwind mindlessly with doodling rather than T.V. watching. The relaxing nature of the repeated lines in doodling, decorative patterns and scribbles make for a peaceful evening. In the same way doodling in the morning can help me focus and have a creative start for my day.
Some of my doodle’s look like templates for a colouring book. I think I may go back and colour some of them in for relaxation. Paint, markers, crayons, it doesn’t matter really. And there are no rules about staying in the lines. This is an added bonus of the doodle!
It has been 21 days straight that I have been doodling and I am noticing the good habit being established of wanting and making timeto create something everyday. Because they are so quick they are easy to squeeze into the day and I really don’t worry about how they look. Doodling consistently this way has opened up access to my imagination.
I marvel at the strange and curious figures that have been gracing my journal these past 3 weeks. Their imagery rich in metaphor and symbolism from the depths of my imagination.
I feel like I can call on this pool of creativity for future expression and larger projects of self-exploration. Until then I am happy to let them flow at their own pace, surprising me with each blank page being transformed by the doodle and my imagination.