"When you photograph people in colour
you photograph their clothes.
But when you photograph people in B&W,
you photograph their souls!"
~ Ted Grant
I started doodling to pass the time while the kids were at activities like gymnastics & swimming lessons. If I drew a row of circles, they resembled eggs. If I drew a border of triangles, they were wonky, with all sorts of angles. Lines wobbly. The pen would veer at an odd angle as if it had a mind of its own. I constantly turned the page around to get the right angle to draw. The doodles were kooky and fun.
So I drew patterns. No rulers. "Found" stuff from my backpack or the books store. Gum labels, receipts, book covers, UPC codes. You'll find ideas + info in posts on the concept of drawing practice. I never considered that I would get any better. I never considered that my style would evolve. I was enjoying the process. Waiting time FLEW by. I liked drawing. After being lost for 20 years in the world of accounting and analysis, it was refreshing to do art! It was like I was in high school again, drawing patterns in my room late at night with Jackson Browne or The Stones playing on the radio.