The best thing about making the visual diary while I was travelling the US was that it re-kickstarted my daily doodling habit. It reminded me how much I enjoy drawing just for fun, rather than only when I have a project to do or a book to finish. So I’ve made sure to keep the ritual going now that I’m back. I’ve started a new part of the diary, where I’ve continued to collect images about life, people and silliness. Below are the first few drawings…
My diary mascot asserting himself:
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Doodling wigs for David after a gig one night:
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After seeing a soldier in the Queen Street Mall handing out red balloons:
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Inspired by the strange road signs along the highways of Broken Hill:
