Friday, 19 August 2011
I doodled all the day.
And it wasn't easy, because drawing is what
gives me the most pleasure (more than writing, even)
and yet I always feel guilty about how "useless" it is.
I know, I know, is the Mona Lisa useless, is
the Taj Mahal? Have heard all that before,
but it doesn't stop me from feeling guilty that
I wasn't doing something more useful for humanity.
It's the old I-must-save-the-world mentality, and yes,
I do realise it's quite mental, but there it is. No advice
required, I already give myself PLENTY on this topic.
Besides, guilt nonwithstanding, I did manage
to allow myself the pleasure of a long doodling
session with lots of twiddly details and colouring-in
of white space. I was inspired by an old school friend
who has a wonderful page on Facebook, The SuRealist,
where she posts time-lapse clips of her doodles and lino cuts.
(Go there and Like it!)
It was fun. And even better: it was useful! It cleared
my mind of all the static that usually clutters me up
(I'm assuming the clutter transformed and translated
into all the squiggly bits I drew) and it made me happier
and lighter. I suppose it was therapeutic but that sounds
so clinical, so I'd rather just say that it just gave me joy,
and that's a pretty useful thing to get these days.
P.S. Yes, those are elephants and no, those aren't teeth,
they're piano keys.