When I was a child I would doodle on everything. Instead of taking notes when my teachers lectured, I doodled on my paper. Every scrap of paper had my marks and doodles on them. Somewhere along the path to adulthood, I stopped doodling.
Today, I attempted my first doodle in about 20 years. Naturally, the first difficulty was finding the correct materials here in Puerto Rico. But, in a pinch, I found things that would work (I have come to love Walmart).
When I first sat down to the task of doodling, I felt an overwhelming sense of insecurity. Where do I start, what do I doodle, what colors should I use, how do I plan this? All of those thoughts raced through my head. Then, with paint brush clenched in my white knuckled fist, I did my first tentative squiggle....and then another and another. About half way through the process, I was painting with free abandon. It was so liberating - no planning, no tinkering, just putting down the paint in beautiful doodles.
I think doodling helps to open your mind to the creative process....it makes my inner artist happy and free and when that happens beautiful art happens! My advice to you, is to doodle away - look out world, most likely all my papers will have the tell-tale doodle that Tammy has been here. Happy Doodling everyone.
