People enjoy doodling.
What I love about it, is that it is involuntary.
I mean nobody consciously wants to draw random shapes, alphabets and intricate designs around the logos of the stationery lying at a seminar or a workshop.
It just happens.
Like when I take down a number in the middle of a call, it never remains to be just a number.
The number gets surrounded by strange, undefined and warped boxes and flowers and branches and fishies and stick men and alphabets.
It's as if the rhythm of the conversation made the pencil in my hand dance on the paper.
And the best part is everyone can doodle.
Except for one person I know. She had a big problem doodling.
She tried hard for many days and her final output was writing down the word "doodle" in her regular handwriting.
Maybe her biggest problem was letting go.
Letting go of all the fears of what it will look like, what it might become and what people might think.
Yes, doodling is creative.
And doing anything creative is putting a bit of yourself out there and having people look at it.
Judge it.
Praise it.
Criticize it.
And no matter what people say about criticism, about it being constructive and all, it still kills you.
It might not be traumatic but yes, a little place between the left and right ventricle of your heart collapses for a tiny moment.
You might not agree with the negative feedback, however, you never want it in the first place.
It is a scary experience to put your work up for appraisal.
But a doodle shouldn't be so, since no one really cares what you doodle.
It's few dots and lines put together.
And mostly it is meaningless.
At least at a first glance.
You do not find people looking at a doodle intensely trying to garner what the doodler might want to say to this world.
You do not find doodles in an art gallery that people stare at for hours together,
You do not auction doodles or invest in them.
But if you look at one again, maybe you should remember just this.
No one really cares too much for a doodle.
Making the doodler free to express.
Making the doodler express to be free.
Doodles to me is a bit of freedom on paper.
Freedom which doesn't fear.
Doesn't conform. (Reality can be disproportionate here).
Doesn't copy.
Doesn't impose.
To doodle, is expression in it's rawest and purest form.
Maybe what we consider Art is actually nothing but a big ass doodle.
What I love about it, is that it is involuntary.
I mean nobody consciously wants to draw random shapes, alphabets and intricate designs around the logos of the stationery lying at a seminar or a workshop.
It just happens.
Like when I take down a number in the middle of a call, it never remains to be just a number.
The number gets surrounded by strange, undefined and warped boxes and flowers and branches and fishies and stick men and alphabets.
It's as if the rhythm of the conversation made the pencil in my hand dance on the paper.
And the best part is everyone can doodle.
Except for one person I know. She had a big problem doodling.
She tried hard for many days and her final output was writing down the word "doodle" in her regular handwriting.
Maybe her biggest problem was letting go.
Letting go of all the fears of what it will look like, what it might become and what people might think.
Yes, doodling is creative.
And doing anything creative is putting a bit of yourself out there and having people look at it.
Judge it.
Praise it.
Criticize it.
And no matter what people say about criticism, about it being constructive and all, it still kills you.
It might not be traumatic but yes, a little place between the left and right ventricle of your heart collapses for a tiny moment.
You might not agree with the negative feedback, however, you never want it in the first place.
It is a scary experience to put your work up for appraisal.
But a doodle shouldn't be so, since no one really cares what you doodle.
It's few dots and lines put together.
And mostly it is meaningless.
At least at a first glance.
You do not find people looking at a doodle intensely trying to garner what the doodler might want to say to this world.
You do not find doodles in an art gallery that people stare at for hours together,
You do not auction doodles or invest in them.
But if you look at one again, maybe you should remember just this.
No one really cares too much for a doodle.
Making the doodler free to express.
Making the doodler express to be free.
Doodles to me is a bit of freedom on paper.
Freedom which doesn't fear.
Doesn't conform. (Reality can be disproportionate here).
Doesn't copy.
Doesn't impose.
To doodle, is expression in it's rawest and purest form.
Maybe what we consider Art is actually nothing but a big ass doodle.
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