I've always regarded art as a distraction, not even to the level of a hobby -- just something to do to calm down. I never thought that I was good at art. When I was a kid, there were art classes in school, and I never felt that my representational art was as good as that of many of the other students in the classes I took.
Also, my handwriting was very poor for a girl. I don't think it was as bad as the boys' handwriting, but I got negative remarks for it.
I started doing calligraphy to try to overcome bad handwriting. I doodled a lot, the way one might drum one's fingers or crack one's knuckles, just to release stress.
I've posted some of my calligraphy on this blog before.
Then, recently, I started remembering my mother's doodles. She doodled in the margins of shopping lists and newsletters -- abstract shapes. I remember thinking some of them were quite beautiful -- but I don't have any of them now, because they were all thrown away with the documents they were drawn on.
I decided to start doing doodles to give to friends, so that my doodles wouldn't suffer the same fate as my mother's. Then I posted some on social media. To my surprise, people really loved them. I've even sold some. That's hard for me to wrap my mind around. Someone bought art from me? Curious.
In any case, I'm putting the links to my artwork here.
Here's an example of my doodling style: