A million years ago in art class my passion for drawing was drained from me by a particularly mean teacher who kept telling me I had to learn the rules before I could start breaking them. She was right of course, but back then the pressure to know exactly what you wanted to do with the rest of your life weighed heavy on me and put me into a panicked rush. It was clear early on that I was not going to be the next Ian Gibson or draw for 2000AD, I pushed the desire to doodle deep inside thinking I’d pick it back up in my twilight years...maybe go on Watercolour Challenge...
However, now and then I have a little stab at it, just to see if I can fire of any creative sparks or is my flint now too damp. These moments are rare, but thanks to the iTouch app Brushes I’ve had the chance to mess around on the train into work, during my lunch break, sitting in bed on a lazy Sunday morning and today I had a proper play with Photoshop for the first time. Its very likely that it will be a year or two before I do again, but for now here are few of my recent doodles.
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