Scarabocchio One

Scarabocchio 1 black and whitescarabocchio: [sca-ra-bòc-chio] /skaraˈboːkkjo/

1. Italian word for doodle or scribble

2. An art form developed in Stevens Point, Wiscsonsin

As I’ve maybe said before in previous posts, I like to doodle. One of my favourite things to do (when I’m in a creative mood or bored in class) is to grab a blank sheet of paper and pen and just let my mind lead my hand on an adventure of creation where even I do not know what the end result will be. I tend to draw in trends, some days feeling the curls and waves, or simple dots or geometric shapes, other days it’s abstract organic images, letters, or just complete nonsense.

The top image is of a doodle I worked on a couple nights in a row, but if you look closely, the one end of the page kind of breaks the theme or pattern of the piece and looks a little disjointed. I learned that I should probably complete work like this in less time so I don’t break patterns, but I guess that’s just part of doodling. This work is called a scarabocchio (or technically a doodle still as it’s void of colour or “shading”). The term is Italian, but it was also coined in Stevens Point, Wisc. as the title of this type of art: a picture that is begun without an idea of what the image will be when finished. The hope is to fill up the page’s whitespace with ink. I’m not sure how wide-spread this art form is, but I suspect many people do it without realising it. As I went to school 15 minutes away from Stevens Point, it was taught in our art classes, but I didn’t know there was a museum devoted to the art until recently. My high school teacher came up with other things to do with our scarabocchios: scanning and tiling them, creating boxes and balloons, and other unique things that I may try to do and post in the future.

And just because I wanted to do more with it, here is the same doodle now coloured in to be a complete scarabocchio. Oh, and because it’s supposed to have a title, I’m calling it “Spring Vision” as I did it from the warm confines of my apartment, wishing it was spring, or listening to the sudden rain and imagining spring had arrived. I went with the colour scheme that felt right and let the mind lead the hand . . .

Spring Vision

Spring Vision


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