This started out as an illustration for my writing project — a symbolic landscape. Then I ruined it. Which of course liberated me to play. Then it became kind of a meditation and I felt compelled to put my usual checkerboard in the background of all the leaping, the risk, the chaos and the lurking cul-de-sacs.
So is the checkerboard just me falling back on the safety of a grid, neatly ruled off? Or, hmmm… does it reflect a belief — a confidence — that behind all the craziness in the real world landscape, there is order to the universe?
I like it when doodling makes me think.