First of all, I’d just like to thank everyone who commented on my last post. I had a lot of feedback and lots to think about. Having thought about the whole subject of blogger interaction, I’d just like to say that I don’t mind if you don’t read my posts. I don’t mind if you don’t like them, I don’t mind if you don’t hit the “Like” button and I don’t mind if you don’t comment. I want you to be comfortable little blogger bunnies (sorry, I guess I got up too early this morning). However, if you ever feel like leaving a comment I would be delighted to hear from you. Thank you for sticking with me this far. Now onto the topic of this post.
I’m on another binge. I’ve been seeing quite a few of the newfangled Zentangles on the Internet lately. It seems that doodling is becoming quite popular. Nobody warned me that it was addictive. I didn’t do much research, went off half-cocked and got myself hooked on the first try. I thought I would use a bit of colour; partly because I’m contrary, and partly because I had some coloured pens that have been sitting in the drawer for years, itching to be used.
Without the colour, this process seemed very familiar and I realised that I’d done this kind of thing before. I’ve always liked to play around with shapes and textures. Below is a picture of my old guitar that I vandalised in 1989. I glued on bits of magazine images with interesting patterns and textures.
It seems to me that the “zen” in “Zentangles” is not coincidental. I haven’t read their blurb but I can guess that they’re referring to the meditative aspect of doodling. I’ve found that meditative awareness takes two main forms: spacious awareness and concentrated awareness. Doodling fits into the latter category. You’re not idly daydreaming, you’re focusing very closely on the task in hand, to the exclusion of everything else. Sorry kids. 😉