I miss doodling. The funny thing, I am convinced that if I didn’t work as an artist or studied fine arts – I probably have more paintings and drawings, I would have probably been more prolific. It’s ironic really. Why? I think it has to do with taking art too seriously because of having to live up to the title of being an artist, having higher standards, being more critical that it ceases to be just something one enjoys doing. It’s difficult to just enjoy the process because there will always be some changes needed to the end product.
But yesterday I needed to doodle. Evan had a birthday party to attend to and I just forgot about the gift wrapper or gift bag. I hate buying those because they usually cost around $3-$4 and the celebrant could hardly care about it. It’s $4 thrown away. And there’s the birthday card too. I usually buy the cheapest ones at $1. However, I found old tissue paper which I used to wrap the toy box. For the card, since I didn’t like the idea of going to the store just for that, I remembered a lot of handmade birthday cards (made by children) at previous parties that I thought I thought, hey why not make it instead. Sometimes I forget what I can do. I usually have cardstock lying around and Evan has hundreds of markers. So this is how it turned out:
Evan was only too excited to write inside it (he recently discovered the joy of writing a few days ago). When we arrived at the party, we just placed the gift inside the box but it caught the birthday celebrant’s mom’s eyes. She loved it.
Which gave me another idea. The next day was Evan’s teacher’s birthday. I was thinking having Evan give her a chocolate rose but I ended up making this instead:
People usually spend money to have caricatures drawn of themselves, so I am hoping she will like this. The boy is Evan of course. It was Evan’s idea to include his Cars hat. He was impatient to give it to her this morning but I told him to wait until they were in the classroom.
I should be doodling some more. I forgot how fun it could be.