Me. Then my daughter. Me again for a bit. C'est fini. Hooray!

Ain't that the truth. After extolling the virtues of listening yesterday, I spent the day in my head today. Get set...go, sort, shift, rearrange, prioritise, shelve, file and recycle. And breathe. Roll on a night with friends and family in the great outdoors. Am gonna shake me noggin in the moonlight and let it all out. 

Really, you need to listen to the whole season (Seasons 1 & 2 too, obvs) but this episode was what inspired this doodle. Its not what I thought I would doodle, its not the image I had in my head...it just came out of nowhere. Well, maybe not no where innit. There IS the tenuous link that you listen to a podcast, Sarah K talks about LISTENING to the right people at the right time and listening is such a super skill. And it IS a skill, a really important one, one I am not very good at. True listening, proper real listening is what its all about...when you push all the fuzz and hum and static and chatter from your own brain to make room for someone else. Then you really hear. 

This went horribly wrong, but I have posted it anyway. I have to learn to stop self editing, feel the power of failure (by failure I mean LEARNING) and suck it up. So there me!

...every face tells a story and is beautiful. I've spent years worrying about mine; a futile exercise. We are nowt but food for worms.

'Thou art a box of worm-seed, at best but a salvatory of green mummy. What ’s this flesh? a little crudded milk, fantastical puff-paste. Our bodies are weaker than those paper-prisons boys use to keep flies in; more contemptible, since ours is to preserve earth-worms. Didst thou ever see a lark in a cage? Such is the soul in the body: this world is like her little turf of grass, and the heaven o’er our heads like her looking-glass, only gives us a miserable knowledge of the small compass of our prison.' John Webster - The Duchess of Malfi

Little moments of loveliness are the bomb. Enjoying a 91.5 quality coffee being one, being shown a personal coffee journey - quite spontaneously - another. Have a lovely week world.

Seriously though, its a long time since Ive drawn any animals. Ones not going to dwell on it though innit. Its FRIYAY!

Doodlin' to music. Lush. Today's doodlin' inspired by Aldous Harding, Fixture Picture. LISTEN TO IT. There is practically no correlation to my picture and the song. It just happened simultaneously. I played it over and over again. Its a beauty bop.

We got this together X

There is always a home for you in my heart...

You never know where a doodle is going to take you. Sometime it takes you where it want to go innit. Serendipity power. A heart lingers at a line of smoke and voila, a tiny story is told. 

Best one so far and I cant take any credit for it. The apprentice has become the master. Already. Mind you, delegation is a super skill and it would be one less thing to do each day...hmmm...

I am learning a lot about myself with this crazy ol' doodle a day challenge. Mainly that I need new glasses. I thank you.

Sometimes you just need to feel those arms around you...