This past weekend Brad and I moved my drawing table out of the dark corner of the bedroom and into the frontroom, in front of a nice big window, in the hopes that it’ll make it more pleasant to sit and work at. So far, it’s working.

I’ve been doing a lot of journaling/listmaking about what I can do to be a more productive artist. I doodled a lot, and kept coming up with little owls with speech bubbles, making suggestions about what I should do. I found it a really amusing way to process my thoughts. Anyway, I decided through these little guys that what I should do is get out some of my nicest paper and plan on wrecking it. “Waste Paper!” the owls kept coming back to this basic principle of moving the pen for the sake of moving the pen, giving yourself permission to make a mess of whatever materials you want to play with at the time. Sounds like something I read recently
…imagine that!

So in answer to my own question: yes I am wasting paper! (I also made a shrinky dink of one of these advice-giving owls) And I’m having a great time. And, oh wait! I have something to post about! I think the owls are on to something…

Tags: art, drawing, fun, lynda barry, moving the pen, owls, shrinky dinks