For me, doodling is more than a challenging pastime, it’s a journey guided by an inner compass.
My Artist Statement
The intention behind many of my drawings is to pull the viewer into the interconnection of all that exists on planet Earth and in the
universe.
This is stylistically reflected in the spatial connection between one object/subject and another, the outline of one fused with that of
the next, and the next, and so on.
Another intention is to draw a few amazingly brave women of bygone eras in a way that honours not only their external calm and
determination, but also the inner resilience that, in every era, serves us best in times of crisis.
Each pencil stroke serves as a reminder to be in the moment and to appreciate every moment, no matter how tiny.
My pencils do their own thing in their own way. I am merely their enabler.
Though my eraser is my best friend, I always allow those pencils to have the last 'word'. And always, thank goodness, they do that in a
quirky/whimsical ‘crazee doodle’ style.
If I knew how to train a pencil to move independently, I would be very happy to let my 2B pencil sign every drawing like that:
Drawn by 2B - Assisted by Carole’s hand – Guided by her muse.
My name is Chris, the name behind this, and other, website designs. My background is mechanical engineering, computer
technology and graphic design.
I have often stated that I am not the right person to critique artwork because of the way I view graphics of all types, including
artistic pieces.
I was explaining to Carole how I perceive her artwork, and she asked me to publish the result.
Take Natures Nature, But… as an example of my designer’s mind processing your art.
The main character dominates because of size. Her hand is next, as it's central, lighter and cupped. The plant takes the eye
upwards, and continues with the mountain, also pointing upwards. Then reality shifts.
The fire serpent eating its own tail breaks the flow, as nothing is 'pointing' to it, nor is it relevant to its neighbours, nor is it
linked to anything.
Then there's a dove that takes the eye off the page
altogether....but I know there's more, so the eye returns.
The next foray into the picture is naturally the small hill, with trees.
Technically, the trees stop the eye from following the the slope of
the hill, so, once again, the eye stops.
Next, the eye jumps in and hits a camel, and this is where my
mind gives up and forces my eye to jump all over on a delightful
journey of random discoveries.
Turtles, Dinosaurs and whales.
Where did that elephant spring from?
Ooh, look, there's a heart on the mountain. No, its a parrot. No, its a
heart parrot.
And a bird in the woman's scarf, no, not a scarf, water.
Then the magic starts. I'm now doing a 'where's Waldo' to see if I can find more hidden details and I end up seeing every dot,
line and scratch on every square millimetre of the paper.
Your art shouldn't work. But it does, and very, very well at that.