Last night my hubby and I went to our usual Sunday evening haunt, the Victoria Folk Music Society’s weekly coffeehouse. I like to sit and doodle while I’m there, in a little notebook that I keep especially for whimsical doodles. It helps me listen, much like doodling in all the margins of my school notes when I was a kid did. I often got in trouble for those, until I would recite back to the teachers what they were saying when I did a particular doodle. It was my way of taking notes. One of my junior high history teachers actually took an interest in these margin drawings, because I was drawing what she was talking about, and suggested other kids could do the same!
So whenever I look at these little doodled characters that I did, I’ll be able to hear echoes of the great Celtic sounds of the band playing last night, Jane’s Way. I did several little guys, which I will make into more finished drawings like I did this one. I think he’s a kind of elite librarian or scribe, the Keeper of the Sacred Quill, or some such — at some point, probably after I get them all drawn out and coloured, he and the other doodle characters will take on personalities and positions in life and their stories will start to emerge.