So of course, being true to myself, once I started getting more confident and consistent in what, and who, the kerdoodles were, my inner haha could really start to come out. That meant making jokes, as I do, and – also after my own fashion – having the KerDoodles poke fun at themselves.
Thus, here are two ‘modern’ KerDoodles, standing by the famous wall, looking at a blow-up of one of the original drawings, having a jolly old time at the oldsters’ expense! And isn’t that just like us! I mean, I know I get a kick out of seeing the fashions we used to wear.
Of course, that’s because I’m much better-looking now.
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Here, our little friend has started to move away from his safety net, the wall, but he’s still shy, timid, and demure. I remember actually visualizing the one that’s upstairs, in the window, and I drew him Just as I saw him. I was quite pleased with how he turned out, but, I drew him in one layer – as evidenced by the ear on the left overlapping the window lattice. I hadn’t yet discovered – or at least didn’t yet fully appreciate – the power of the Layer Tool in my drawing app. 🤔
That was a pleasure still to come.
So what’s better than a brand new KerDoodle? How about three? Brothers! Back behind the wall – still naked and shy – but looking now a little more curious and adventuresome than before. Especially about that smiling flower.
I started playing with the scenery – partly to add scenery, which provides important focus and perspective, but mostly (and most pragmatically) to start learning the tools in my newly upgraded tool kit. You see, after much hemming and hawing about where I planned to take this thing, I finally gave myself permission to upgrade the app I’m using. And of course, the expense of that upgrade re-fired my determination to smooth out the lines, to firm up the angles, and to truly start developing my little friends.
The next question that occurred to me was… what to call them?
‘Playing’, and ‘practicing’ meant, of course, drawing it again – at least once, but preferably more than that. It didn’t even have a name at this point, but I was determined to give it life, and to see where its potential lay. In truth, it was a silly creature with big eyes and an all but permanently bewildered expression on an absurd purple face, but at that time it didn’t really matter what he was. It only mattered that he continued to be. The word evolution kept playing through my mind. Let it be, I told myself. Let it be what it needs to be and it will inevitably become what it is.
I tried motion – what better way to denote life than to create a path, from here to there? I brought him forth from the wall behind which he had stayed hidden all these decades, and politely suggested he check on his audience.
At the same time I gave him a flower, and a tree, hinting at the possibilities in his brave new world. There’s so much more to enjoy in the world than you will ever find behind your little wall, I inferred. But only the courageous will ever know for sure.
The first KerDoodle. Actually, I first drew this picture when I was eleven, but revisited it digitally in my fifties. When I drew it, a kind of light bulb 💡 lit up over my head – you know the thing. I thought, ‘I can play with this a little,’ and I resolved to practice.
I haven’t the ego to think I deserve any kind of success with my little kerdoodles, but I’m enjoying the creative process anyway, and if anyone else takes any pleasure from them, well, that’s a good thing.