This came out of a project that I enthusiastically
agreed to be part of about a month ago. The
idea was to have townspeople transform the facade
(in miniature) of a particularly ugly bank in Chatham.
We were given a photocopy of the facade, and I looked
at it for weeks, with no clue about what to do with it.
Finally, I just sat down and doodled, did the next thing,
followed the next impulse, folded, cut and pasted. I thought
about doodling, how for me it means getting out of my own
way, letting go of self judgment, listening, looking. Channelling.
Yes. Well said. That's how it happens.
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a wonderful facade. I see freedom and playful.
ReplyDeleteoh i find this amazing. How you just let go and doodled and how alive this is and playful and inspiring.
ReplyDeletethis is wonderful len. just imagine!!! (and you did!the bank really got transformed.
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