Friday, November 30, 2007


Discovered a bunch of doodles amongst my mess of stuff which my 6 year old niece left for me while I was away from home. Big and illustrations of epic proportions aside, they exude the innocence that us illustrators have lost along the way. We tend to go for perfection, sleek and visually enhanced images, rather than the old skool pen and paper drawings. Kids draw what comes to mind, usually things which affect them most at that moment in time. Us adults tend to put too much logic and feelings into what we draw, and by the time a piece of work is completed, it might be only a remote ressemblance of the initial idea we had.