Don’t?

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I’ve been trying to get organised, which is a mammoth task since I kinda fell behind about a year or so ago. Granted, when you can’t even face mealtimes, admin and alphabetical filing just seems ridiculous. Sorting through some sketches I had stored in a far off file on a disused digital device, I came across this sad little character from exactly a year ago. I was feeling very vulnerable at the time, and rightly so it turned out. I had been praying for mercy, but kinda knew that heartbreak was inevitable. I like the doodle, even if the memory still hurts like hell. It reminds me how pivotal drawing has been in my recovery and how far I’ve come since then. If there is one thing I can depend on it’s the fact that as long as I armed with pen and paper – I can fight through the darkest of days.

 

Making the most of your mood swings.

anger

Today’s doodle is inspired by a Basquiat quote. Basquiat’s one of the most prolific artists of the 20th century… that’s a lot of anger. Sometimes being able to paint/draw is a blessing for the artist, what would he have done with all that anger if he became an accountant? It would have done what it wanted with him instead! Maybe if more people try to draw through stuff the world could be a friendlier (if not only a prettier) place.

Of puppy meat sandwiches and prose.

mercilessly

Following your “most intense obsessions mercilessly” sounds cooler to me anyway. But then again, I just want desperately to draw every hour of every day. If your passion is perfecting the puppy meat and pickles sandwich, I would beg you to reevaluate. Or at least to keep your studies philosophical.

Kafka is a well known writer who started out writing short stories in his spare time and for “the rest of his life, he complained about the little time he had to devote to what he came to regard as his calling.” I can totally relate to that.

hard place

Today’s doodle was inspired by the first real weekend feeling of the year. Most of the employed population had to go back to work this week, and my heart goes out to you hard working folk. I fight sleep every school night, but hey, sin it up, tomorrow’s Saturday! Only a few more hours of being good to go! Credit to the very cool Nick Cave for the quote.

Stay still.

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I’m sick and stressed out and it’s worked for me. Whether you’re ill or upset, just taking a few seconds to breathe and focus on some other stuff can be really helpful with any bad joojoo.

Sickness.

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Some doodles from about 2 years back. Still haven’t recovered.