A new experience, this doodling. Liberating to just do - draw, scratch, duck in and out of…
Fail better
Am doodling again, and it does not go well at all. More and more black ink covering more and more mistakes – will end up with an all-black book if I continue this way. Why is drawing something one has to be in the mood for? And why is the mood not upon me now? I hate to miss where I aim to hit the spot.
Later: Doodled some more. I’ts not gotten worse I think. Must encourage myself to fail better.
« Time to spare | <-- previous post | next post --> | Merry Christmas » |
---|