Our neck of the woods received a wallop of snow last weekend! As if the excitement and delight of SNOW isn’t enough, I’ve also been sensing a familiar tingle, a bit more than I have in previous weeks. It began with sketches showing up in my writing journal. The tingle continued and is now waking me up in the early morning hours. This tingling sensation of wanting to draw could be described as an itch to make marks, or an overwhelming desire to record the world around me, or to create the fanciful world inside my head, translating it on paper in lines and colors. Much of the time I draw because it is simply in me to draw. But when the Tingle starts happening, I know to take a deep breath and grab hold of whatever drawing tool (or tools) strikes my fancy for the ride!
Here’s how it goes:
Thoughts of Crayon, Pen, Thick lines, Thin ones
Splashes of Watercolor
*Tingle * Tingle *
Marvel at the drawings. Read only a little…
cuz I gotta go DRAW!!!
*Tingle * Tingle * Tingle *
Draw what it looks like in my head to be drawing…
on the floor
big sketchbook open
crayons, paint, pens
Draw the Tingle, draw what’s in front of me, beside me, and in my head
I’m thoroughly engrossed
Oh I like that line
and where it doesn’t meet
What a lovely color
and look at that oozle and wazzle!
And shouldn’t i sell this
or develop it into a picture book…
ERRRR <buzzer noise>
Stop right there. THAT is what kills it for me. I just want to draw without ANY thought as to selling. Not now at least. Please Go Away. I just want to stay here on the floor in this delicious frivolity of being an artist, a sketcher, a drawer, a picture maker. Just play.
*Tingle * Tingle * Tingle * Tingle….
And that is where I’m going to camp out for a while… drawing whatever comes into my head or sits in front of me.
Cuz I gotta draw!