Part four in a series, see parts #1, #2, #3, #5, and #6
Bless me Eble, for I have sinned, it has been ten days since my last submission.
Just two days after committing to a doodle a day for a mere seven doodles, I
gave up. I could say I was busy with work on the cabin, and work up in the
hills, I could forgive myself on the basis of having caught the flu, yada yada,
but of course there was ample time in each day for the requisite doodle and I
just didn’t do any. But I’ll save the introspection on my life long difficulty
with consistently doing… anything, for another day.
After ten days AWOL, I’m back with another bad drawing. Not sure what I was
going for with this one, bit all over the shop. The big triangle with a
skew-wiff circle atop was borrowed from a Maori painting on a sail cloth I saw
at the local gallery this afternoon. The wiggly lines emanating from the
right-hand side that rather spoil the drawing mimic the cracks in my phones
screen. There’s a big swoop, because these all seem to need that. To the right
of the big swoop is an abstract kind of rocking chair. It’s got lines and
shapes. It’s a drawing, it’s late, good night.
