Sometimes I doodle. Well, mostly I used to doodle. I pretty much haven’t since the late 1990’s. None of it was any good from an execution perspective. But that was not the point of my doodling, to be a great artist or anything. I doodled just to materialize something out of my head or while I was working on an unrelated thought.
There was a menagerie of creatures in the margins of my class notes. I find that during my modern working hours I don’t have the spare capacity. Ah, those halcyon days of youth and their lost, idle sections.
Why put these on display on the internet? A monument to something that was, I guess.
“Enjoy” them in collection, here.