Mandalas have long been a favorite of mine—etched, embroidered, drawn, painted, inked, done with full focus or my eyes half-shut. Mandalas are good medicine for a lot of troubles, very meditative and methodical—even when asymmetrical.
I don’t use a circular template (which has rather small circles) or a drawing compass, because freehand makes my heart sing. I’d go slightly insane if I tried for mandala perfection, so I enjoy artistic irregularity to the fullest. I was happily surprised to find other beautiful mandalas that are freehand.
I’ve been gathering mandalas I’ve created to show the 6-10 year old kids at Art Club for an upcoming class. I’m sharing some of them here first, and remembering all my many, many mandalas drawn on clothing, postcards, letters, disposable napkins, walls (legally, of course), menus, train schedules and play bills that I’ve lost track of. Maybe they’re still out in the world somewhere…
Aside from recent embroidery projects, the majority of my mandalas have been monotone, usually black ink using Koh-I-Noor Rapidographs—my best friends for many years (in a totally not sad way). But for the Art Club session on mandalas, I’m working on samples that would have pleased every person (there were a lot) during my teen years who said “Why don’t you try color? Just a little wouldn’t hurt, right?” That I like black ink never seemed to make an impression. Ah well.