Lately (by that, I guess I mean the last few weeks), I’ve been hanging out in a hackspace more often. There are often a lot of people there and most of them don’t know me well and I don’t know them either. At some point it gets too much for me – sometimes – and I start to slip into dissociative states. I try to avoid that and expose myself to the flooding or this “the memory is full”. I try to force myself a little bit. One possibility for me is to redirect. Redirecting to something haptic or to music, or to both.
So I’ve been making scribbles again for a few weeks. Sometimes with a plan behind it, sometimes I watch myself drawing or scribbling. Maybe the latter is a bit dissociative, but so what?
Attached are a few doodles, some of them are not finished yet, but I’m not sure if I’ll pursue them further.
I gave one away, maybe I’ll ask if I can post it, it’s not mine anymore.

you can see a black lineart scribble that shows a face. it seems that the face is growing out on flowerpieces
Flowers
you can see a black lineart that shows a hand. its not finished
hand – not finished yet