together; apart

new year
old problems
i feel the anger i have
over trampled boundaries
turns me into
creature
made of fire & stone
more base
than magical.

the ex regularly ignores my attempts at boundaries as i so easily cave into his needs while burying my own.
then i get to see echoes of this behavior in my children.
and i feel myself transforming into that awful person i don’t want to be.
so what do i need to do?
well, learn to value myself, at least….

“together; apart” 9X12 inking on watercolor paper…$45
“how do i learn to value myself” 9X12 inking on watercolor paper…$45

give me your pain

awaiting chimney work
so i can hook up a woodburning cookstove
madness manor
is nippy as fuck
but i stay optimistic
for 2022
planning an art show
considering submissions
selling books & artwork already
though the year has just begun
my feet may be cold
but my heart is warm.

“give me your pain” 9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45

without smooches

happy new year
y’all
smooches for everyone
open up the door
let the old year out
& the new one
in.

without smooches” 9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45

call of the wild

a couple of inkings with some spirit animal action
sure, a little anti-social
a tad feral
but super cute

above “swimming with selkies”
below “pooh”
9X12 ink on watercolor paper $45

strange omens

i started a “magic journal” so i can keep note
of all the magic
in my life
the magic i make
the magic i see
the magic all around
spells & dreams & omens
even the strange ones
(especially the strange ones)

i’ve been thinking a lot about manifesting the life i want. being more on point with creating/drawing magic in my life. on new year’s eve, me and a neighbor friend (and my minions) are going to work on vision boards for the coming year. i have my family…i have madness manor…i have a foundation. time to get building….

“strange omens” 9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45 SOLD

what i promised myself

sometimes
i swear
i can feel something powerful
working through me
when i do my art
i cherish those moments
even though i worry
i will spill ink
all over my
magic.

i really really like this inking. maybe i will price it higher? hmmm? i am trying to value myself more while also recognizing that folks don’t have a lot of art money lying around.
i was kind of thinking of new year’s and resolutions etc. as i inked this one. how do i want to grow? who will i be when i am finished? right, i will never be “finished” but, you know, what will i make of this upcoming year?
by the way, my dove turned into a hawk. i think that is a good thing.

“what i promised myself” 9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45

i am more powerful

i have started telling my kids that this year
is the year
my ship comes in
who knows
my third collection to be published
my novel
surely
finished
who knows what good fortune
might find us
at madness manor.

“i am more powerful” 9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45

happy winter solstice!

i have a bit of range
in my style…
not everything is a vomiting
of my demons…
this time of year
i come out of my comfort zone a bit
to send out solstice greetings.

happy winter solstice everyone! may your hearts & lives be full of warmth, light, & love this season!

“winter welcome” ink on watercolor paper…9X12…$35

sunken treasure

whisper it
shout it out loud
call me by name
tell me you love me
i will pretend
to believe you.

i didn’t write on this one, but the above is what i thought of writing on it. sunken treasure…that’s me.
i am preparing for a solstice celebration that includes my ex-husband.
i don’t want to include him, but i feel i have to.
he is good at letting me know how alone & lonely he is. no matter how miserable it will make me, i can easily be swayed to entertain his misery.
every other year, he has had a job that kept him from ending up on my doorstep. not this year. so i feel bad.
especially since the 19th is his birthday
but also my brother’s death day…
so you can see how messed up i am going to be.
and a full moon.
fuck me.

“sunken treasure” ink on watercolor paper…9X12…$45….SOLD!

wild thing

as i spiral due to all the ways
my life is out of my control
i cannot help but notice
that yawning hole in my heart

my hair is out of control. i have no control over my aging. i have no control over the sparrows that insist on kicking all of the sunflower seeds out of my bird feeder. i have no control over the cats i live with who like to defile my work space & kitchen counters. i have little control over my feral children. i have no control over my ex-husband. i have little control over the people i hire to help me with my house. i have no control (it feels) over how my abusive childhood damaged me.
and i have no control over whether or not i will grow old(er) alone or with a soul mate.
thing is
do i need to let go? what exactly do i let go of? what do i try to rein in?
why was i never taught healthy ways to get my life moving forward?

“wild thing” ink on watercolor paper…9X12…$45

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