A few pictures from the tiny doodle pad in my purse. I have gone tiny temporarily due to the weight of my sketchpad bag. It seriously kills my shoulder and actually when added to the weight of my purse is probably not a good thing. So I bought a tiny notebook to sketch and write in. I just ignore the lines when i sketch. Should I even call what I do sketching. No I shouldn't, I should just say doodling because that is what it is.
I believe I have just substituted this for the coloring books of my youth. It is more fun because there is no constraint. I have decided to change them to black and white soon and make them into a coloring book for you all to play with. Of course others might not think that is cool. Most people outgrow coloring I guess. Oh well I have never been most people. Now on to some writing from the teeny tiny doodle pad.
She sits at her corner table on an early morning and has made an observation. The sun has of course already risen as it is the twentieth day of April. What she has observed is that even if she had arrived here earlier this table would no longer have faced the sunrise. Apparently the movement of the earth in the changing season has moved the sunrise off to the left of her view.. She finds this interesting and is a bit sorry that she was unaware or somehow missed this change. As she records this observation she thinks she should be out walking in the early morning light. Still she does not venture outside. The morning is quite chill and she does not feel up to the physical action. So she will lay down pen and pick up marker and pencil. It is time to lose herself in a bit of creating. There is time to start something new before embarking on the next leg of her regular morning journey.
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