California Dreamin’

When I moved to Los Angeles, I started writing the sequel to my earlier memoir (The Improbable Adventures of a Middle-Aged Woman). I kept written journals but something kept nagging at me to draw.

I am not by any stretch of the imagination an artist.

This did not stop me from trying.

Not knowing how to do something has never stopped me, which is a good thing because the only important things I’ve ever done started with me going, “Huh?”

What I did, as you can see, was supplement the words with geometric shapes, which is the extent of my drawing skills.

It was sort of like a rebus only not really.

I noticed that using the simple shapes made me write in a simple style. Sometimes simple is powerful. Sometimes it’s just simple.