There are many of benefits to being an artist:
*Free, yet thoughtful, Christmas presents (as well as wedding, birthday, baby, anniversary, and, ahem, any presents…)
*An excuse for any quirks or eccentricities, aka being weird
*A ready excuse for wearing odd or mismatched clothes, or for having embarrassingly shabby fingernails
*Having a creative storehouse at your (dirty) fingertips
Another fabulous perk to being an artist is that if you are at your daughter’s ballet recital, and your phone (yes, I didn’t bring a camera) is unable to take photos due to the lighting, you can doodle your way to preserving memories.
I sat down at my kitchen table the Sunday evening after her glorious “Under the Sea” ballet performance and doodled a few of my favorite ballet moments:
The little 3-year-old “beach-goer” who frolicked around the stage, refusing to follow the plan:
Scamper, Ink Doodle
The sweet little ballerinas dressed and accessorized to be “jellyfish,” with tentacled umbrellas:
Jellyfish, Ink Doodle
