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I love patterns. Be it as doodles or in saris. I am not a good artist. My Engineering graphics 3D assignments are the only ones I can proudly call as my experimentation with drawing. The casual art stops with flowers. I would rate my culinary skills better than my rangolis. Somehow, I am fond of patterns. I could admire paintings for hours for its beauty, but cannot do one myself. Since I never draw much, I don’t have anything to color. During pregnancy, I read about how coloring relaxes the mind. I love Mandala art and doodling patterns. The base of any art is a black pen. I love black color. The only reason that existed for me to go ahead and try.
One fine day, I wanted to doodle. I tried to push it away, but the urge was very strong. Recreating art was not my idea. So I skipped seeing Images in Google and directly opened YouTube. I searched for ways to doodle easily. More than 1000 videos popped as a result of my search. When I previewed one of the videos, the original poster started it from a random art. I watched the video with so much eagerness. I felt nice after watching it. I felt I could do that. I started without any expectations. By the end of it, I was only glad I did it. Mine was not the best art, but it just made me feel better. This is my first doodle.
A post shared by Jayanthy G (@jayanthygovindarajan) on Jan 30, 2017 at 9:28am PST
A thing of beauty is a joy forever – John Keats
A post shared by Jayanthy G (@jayanthygovindarajan) on May 11, 2017 at 3:20am PDT
A family friend surprised me by gifting me a pregnancy meditation coloring book. I must say, I love coloring in it. It has those lovely words inscribed on the art about mamma and baby. Sometimes we must just try certain things without much thought. This poem is my Day 30 poem of 100 Days of Poetry, the freedom to try new things without setting expectations.
One Pen, different write-ups,
One person, many dimensions,
When an opportunity presents itself,
We are first filled with doubts and fears,
We ask questions that never existed before,
However, once we calm down and think about it,
It all melts away slowly and we gear up and begin,
We become what we always wanted to become.
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