I seem to find it very difficult to throw anything away, even the scrappiest doodle or piece of ephemera. Not because it’s so amazing or special, or because I’m particularly proud of it, or because it’s memorable in some way. No, I just find something about doodles really fascinating. Why, I wonder? Maybe it’s because they weren’t planned at all, just drawn whilst on the phone, or absent mindedly waiting for something, or a hastily jotted list. Something about that appeals to me.

So I started to scan in a few bits and pieces that I stumbled across whilst sorting some papers the other day.

A list

What the heck?


I think I’ll scan in some more in future.

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