She Who Doodles

 January went fast.  Since we've had such a mild winter here in SW Washington I've been kind of thinking garden already.  Still have some clean up in the yard but nothing major.   Since the quarantine, eating out has been pretty limited, we do have some outdoor places open again here and getting to like it.  The pandemic is going to change our idea of outdoor eating.  One place where I met my daughters one evening had RR containers divided into two separate  eating areas with a table.  The containers surrounded an area with a big tent cover and picnic tables with table top propane fire pits.  Not a fine dinning place more pub like.  Thinking maybe I need a table top fire pit.  We've been meeting in the garage occasionally since I'm the only one that has room in my garage.  I do actually park my car in the garage.   I do have a few new art pieces, and just complete a commission doodle of a friends dog.  ...

Like most of the world right now we are home trying to stay busy, keeping our minds active and our bodies.  It's also a time for reflection.  I started doodling in early 2011,  because of an inner need to create.  I had been doing collage but with work, the commute and a partner that filled my weekends with going and doing I had no time for my art. So the idea came to me to start a drawing journal.  But my drawings turned to doodles and quickly escalated.  Here's where the obsessive part comes in.  I found very quickly I could doodle any time any where.  Lunch break, sitting in stopped commuter traffic, while watching TV, even at the beach with family.  So I carried several journals, by my chair, in the car and I always had one with me. I realized I got lost in doodling.  For me it was very intuitive, no plan, no direction.  But I also realized I was doing something that came easy for me, without much thought.  I began to f...