different pages of you or me

I find the best time to doodle is during my professional development days when I'm sitting in the auditorium listening to a seminar on bomb threats and school emergency protocol. These are the different pages of my life, things change and shift, fall and grow, and perhaps I can become the person God meant for me to be.

broken tree

I am amazed at how brokenness can bring about an urge to express itself.

pouring down rain

walking away, running away, sailing away

Had this urge to draw this boat sailing as I was jogging near the boat docks.  This sailboat just seemed to be waving me over to run away from all these inner thoughts of fears, insecurities, and melancholy piling up inside my head.  It is really strange how some artists are inspired to write, compose, draw, or do anything when there are thoughts like these bursting out of their heads.   

Reflection through Rain

it's interesting how you can reflect and evaluate only through storms and bad weather in your life.  The tree looking at its own reflection in the water as the rain shoots through the water

where what where

when i drew this, I was in that state of hesitation.  Should I walk through this road or some other road?  Asking questions that left me uncertain of where i'd end up but certain that i needed to take that risk, I decided to follow this road and see where it leads me.  

my notes falling off

i'm not sure what was going through my head when i drew this. I was listening to one of my favorite artists live as she sang songs of letting go and getting over her broken relationships.  It seemed so fitting to draw a stringed instrument shedding tears.  The way the notes would fall off each branch into the waves...