Good morning! These are some small random sketches that I thought I would share. These drawings tend to go over big with the Kindergarten group that I am assigned to watch after the school day is over and we wait for parents to arrive. We have made an unofficial Art Club among the students who’s parents run a bit late. We either draw or do some origami to pass the time.
Drawing with the Kindergarteners reminds me of my mom. My mom was always known for keeping plastic ziplock bags of pens, pencils, crayons and sketch pads in her enormous pocketbook. Having eleven children, she was pretty good at figuring out ways to keep us occupied and out of trouble. We ended up drawing all the time…at church, at doctor’s offices, waiting for our food at restaurants. Even though I do not have any children of my own, I am keeping up the tradition of keeping kids focused on drawing while we wait.
In part, I think drawing with the kids keeps me calm as well as them. I think kids tend to feed off the energy of the adults around them so there is yet another reason why doodling is important to humanity. We all need to chillax (as some of the older students might say)!
So, I hope you enjoyed my sketchbook! Off to get some coffee, breakfast, and a napkin to continue my Napkin Doodle Crusade across the Brooklyn frontier.
Went to Cammareri’s Café in Ft. Greene today. It’s a café across from a beautiful park that is teeming with the dogs and their owners enjoying a bit of nature. That being said, I am seated on the side of the café where there’s scaffolding around the building across from me. It’s such a beautiful building underneath it all. Makes me wonder what Brooklyn must have looked like in the 1800s when horse and carriages ruled the streets instead of cars and SUVs. So, here’s my doodle and my view.
I’m not sure if I had anything in mind while I drew this, which is the point of doodling anyway. I was happy to play with colors a bit more but I’m finding that the colors are bleeding into the napkin a lot. It doesn’t allow for much creative control but I worked with what I had. Enjoy your week!
The rain didn’t do much to end the summer heat creeping through Brooklyn. Decided to grab an iced coffee at the café franchise, Connecticut Muffin, after work. Started off with a quick napkin doodle. On my subway ride home, I realized that the thing I like most about doodling today is that I don’t have to be my past or my future while I draw. I am an active participant in my present state of simply being. Finding it interesting that I prefer to express myself with images rather than words lately. I feel like words can’t really capture all the layers of my being adequately .
Ordered take out from Le Bagel Delight today and started to doodle on the paper bag it came in. The napkins were a bit too thin this time. As I sketched out my first picture, I came to the part where the bottom of the paper bag would have to either go up or down. I needed to decided if I would incorporate the bottom of the bag into my picture or open it and continue to draw. I decided to do both. Here are two photos of the same picture but the bottom part changes depending on weather I lift the bottom of the bag up or down.
And then the bottom of the bag comes down and voila!
When I finished, the bottom of the bag flipped upside down to the other side of the bag. I decided to incorporate it into another picture on the other side. First, here’s what the bottom of the bag looked like before I flipped it to the other side…
Now it gets flipped upside down to the other side of the bag and I create a new drawing from it…
It’s an abstract lonely butterfly swooping down. But wait! Flip the bottom of the bag down and you will find…
…two other butterflies!
Thought this interactive doodle was a fun idea. Your thoughts? Any other found objects I could try this technique? Maybe you liked one of these pictures better than the others. If so, which one?
Anyway, thanks for checking out my doodling experiment today!
My mom used to tell all her eleven children, “Light a candle to celebrate the uniqueness of your soul.” I am not sure where she came up with this quote but I am pretty sure it was meant to keep all of her brood of children from feeling marginalized.
“Everything is art. Everything is politics.” -Ai WeiWei
Felt compelled to go my first protest at Union Square in Manhattan this weekend. I almost didn’t. If given the choice, I would rather NOT be the person behind the bullhorn shouting for reform. My younger self might have enjoyed that attention and sense of conviction. My present self feels the need to hear both ends of any issue. I decided to get information on the issues surrounding the NYC March Against Monsanto because the whole idea of Genetically Modified Organisms (GMO)in our food supply didn’t sit well with me. Our country’s leaders seem to feel it’s just fine. Many people there attributed GMOs to Colony Collapse Disorder in beesthroughout the world. So, I went and took photos of the protest, the signs, the costumes, the ways people got their message across. Here’s what I saw…
This banner was made with seeds which are in danger of being genetically modified as a way to repel insects among other things. The bees which help to pollinate are significant in the banner since they have been dying off en masse since GMOs have been introduced.
I thought the “Unarmed Civilian” statement was notable given the way protesters had been treated in the past during the Occupy Wall Street days. She was ready though and the protest commenced peacefully without interference from the NYPD.
Bravely announcing on the bullhorn!
“Bee” the change!
Waiting with signs to begin the long walk through the city. Some individuals gave out handmade signs that they created for those who didn’t have any. Many of the signs were very colorful, like the ones below.
And the march began.
Not everyone felt the need to grab the bullhorn and shout. All people, outgoing and shy, were concerned about our food. We gave our support in a way that fit within our comfort levels. Some were uber creative while others were direct, clear, not loud but equally powerful. At the very least, I felt I could share my photography to get people wondering, questioning, and finding answers on their own.
Spent the weekend at home so I’m back on my routine of doodling at the local Brooklyn diners. We’ve had some flash storms over the past couple of days. With all the puddles surrounding the neighborhood, the birds have been in a fine mood, splashing and playing in the water. The world is their birdbath. Here’s my version of a birdie! Enjoy!
Did this doodle at, um, I forgot. Okay, so this was a crazy weekend!
I went to the National Arts Clubin Gramercy Park to see the documentary, Inocente with a Q&A and art reception on Thursday. Such an intimidatingly beautiful place! If you’re in Manhattan, go check it out. They seem to have a lot of interesting venues there.
Then, I had to head to Long Island after work to the Huntington Arts Councilon Friday to see the, Day on Long Island photography reception for my boyfriend (his photo was being displayed). So inspired by the talent there that I decided to register for a course in photography this summer. I’m really excited about it!
I trekked over to Babylon Village, NY on Saturday morning to see Art by the Falls hosted by the Babylon Village Arts Council. I picked up painting there and got to talk to a bunch of different artists on their techniques. I wish I took a notebook with me.
On Sunday, I thought it was the perfect day to bike ride to Coney Island and take photos. The clouds added to the drama of my pictures with the carnival atmosphere. I was happy with them. Was especially happy to have bumped into a musician who was playing his guitar with his many parrots. Unfortunately, one of the parrots made a nest out of his collected money.
So yeah, I lost track of my blog, my napkin doodling, and I am having such a fun time visiting all these different venues. I feel like the creative juices are replenished and I’m ready to return to creating again. I have no idea what this doodle is, by the way. I wish I could come up with some Jungian esoteric explanation but, today, it’s a doodle. Your insights are welcome though. I know it was coffee induced though. Must return to my tea drinking habits, me thinks!
My mind is on Halloween even though it’s only May. I bought myself a top hat and mask from Cirque du Soleil, just because, and wore it on the subway ride home. A few other people did as well. The Cirque du Soleil crowd was mixed with the Mets game crowd on the subway so it was an interesting mix of personalities on board. Many of the Mets fans who were dressed in all their Mets fan paraphernalia didn’t seem to understand why anyone would want to wear something from a French-Canadian Circus. However, we were all dressed up that night! It felt like Halloween.
Here’s an old Artist Trading Card (ATC) that I drew using a Micron Black Ink Pen with a tip that was .005 (I think). I was into pointillism which is creating the shading of an image using clusters of strategically placed dots. It’s very meditative to do this technique. I highly recommend it. Of course, not all of it is pointillism or stippling. I improvise now and then.