Doodled sometime between 8am and 9am in Common Grounds.
‘Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic’
There has been a pattern emerging with these song drawings.
I don’t usually plan to draw or doodle along to a song, it just seems to grab me and happen. Perhaps I am writing in a coffee shop or taking notes and a certain song comes on the speaker, makes me pick up my pens and draw along.
But looking back on the 8 I have done so far, 5 have involved the sea, boats on the sea or submarines under the sea. There seems to be some nautical thought tide.
Perhaps gnostic badness of wanting to escape everything and everyone on my boat by myself?
Lets hope it doesn’t develop into full blown Enya-Orinocoflow-Syndrome…