This page from my sketchbook journal illustrates the kind of work I enjoy most. It started from me accidentally dripping paint from a new paint marker on the page and the blob of paint morphed into this woman.
It is a form of doodling I suppose. I had nothing in mind when I started pushing the paint around but somehow she just appeared on the page. I feel this kind of work is more like revealing what is already there, rather than a conscious art piece.