A few weeks ago, I told a friend that I rarely feel like an artist. I was just a writer who does a doodle or two with her posts. I think all of us have a tendency to look at the work of others – creative or otherwise – and feel like we’re coming up short. Those perceived shortcomings often cause me to hem and haw about claiming the status of artist.
Lately, though, I’ve been doodling a lot more. It’s not about a status, and it’s not about getting better at doodling. It’s just about getting better inside my head. Words spoken out loud can get you into trouble, but doodles get you through it. They may seem just like scribbles on a cheap sketch pad, but there’s a lot more going on in those lines even if it’s not spelled out.