I keep coming back to this “wonky” pseudo-modern doodle style on the train. There’s something fun about it. It also takes some of my natural “bad” drawing habits (elongated forms, exaggerated details) and just makes them prominent features of the drawing. Here I imagine myself working and fueling myself with coffee. Nearly lifelike.
I realized that I’ve been doodling on the train for nearly a year now. Not daily, but lots. I hate my commute, it steals precious time from my life. But in retrospect I have a lot of work to show for it.