Noodling is a word I use to describe when I’m messing around. A bit like play. Maybe there’s some idea, or starting point, that sits me down with a pencil in hand, but often there isn’t. Most of the time, when I sit down to draw for fun, I truly have no idea where the marks I’m making will go.
But, I also know that without a little noodling, I’ll never make a pasta. It’s become one of the most important parts of my art practice.
Where does the motivation for beginning mark making come from? Why would I even try in the first place?
How might we become less reliant on other people’s reaction to our work and the confidence to make more of it?
Why do I feel compelled to share my work with anyone at all? Isn’t it enough just to make it for me?
Some work, like some meals, stand out more than others. So what’s on the plate or canvas that goes beyond ingredients or paint?
Whether we’re aware of it or not, humans tend to be able to feel the human effort behind work.
