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When you stop drawing.

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Doodled-ideas-inspired-at-meetings.
Doodles from way back the nineties when I was a laid back chilled hipster designer – even in the face of imminent high profile immovable deadlines.

I have a drawing habit. I’ve always doodled prolifically – on napkins, backs of envelopes, margins of agendas, reports, coffee lids, whatever.  In discussions and meetings, whether in boardrooms or cafés, no one has ever objected. When the drawing stopped it was a shock. That was when I realised I was seriously ill.

Doodles done on agendas and notepads.
My doodles from late back in the first decade of the new millennium. I’m now working as a visual communications lecturer in the education sector – and still cheery although there are warning signs of frustration such as the legs taking the chopped torso for a walk.

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Scottish Words Illustrated stalled in 2012.

Drawing,

I’ve made drawings all my life from as far back as I can remember. Even just holding a pen for me is like Linus and his blanket. I cannot remember a day when I didn’t doodle or draw. When it stopped it was a shock, and that was when I realised I was ill.

Child drawing on a rock with a rock.
I drew all the time when a child and I would draw on any surface available as all children do. As I grew to adulthood I kept on drawing but I did curtail what I drew on out of communal courtesy and whacks from my granny.

That was in September 2012 when I also stopped updating this site. One day I was making drawings, the next day I wasn’t. No decision, no drama, no emotion. Continue reading Scottish Words Illustrated stalled in 2012. →