song sung blue

these pieces are from a year ago
many art journal pages
lamenting my lonely heart
yet i somehow survived
& i will keep on
keeping on
from one valentine’s day
to the next.

up top: “song sung blue”
bottom left: “chances”
bottom right: “fear of success”

9X12 inking on watercolor paper
$45 plus $5 for shipping & handling

vision board updates…

so my first attempt at exploring romantic relationships ended abruptly
leaving me wildly optimistic
about my own ability to spot red flags
& re-enforce boundaries
after years of worrying that i would find myself
repeating patterns….
meanwhile, in the area of “finding my audience”
i have been selling more art than ever
& got a note with the latest commission from
main street station
in viroqua, wi
that a group of women discovered my inkings
loved them
& each bought one
dude
for me, someone terrible at promoting myself,
to be discovered by just five strangers
in phenomenal
and that’s not all…
beginning in march
i will be hanging a dozen framed inkings in a fabulous
little cafe
in downtown viroqua.

i went out and spend $15 on thrift store frames, got some “hammered” spray paint, and made what i saw in my head. i was so excited about how these turned out. i am very excited about hanging them for a show.

up & down

in order to not lose myself
in the needs of others
i have to prioritize…
being the captain of my ship
i have to prioritize
my ship
& crew
& me
the captain
if i want to weather the storms
that blow through
if someone who is not
me
or mine
needs attention…
well
there are times
stormy times
when i just can’t give it
&
i refuse to apologize
for that.

something i am working through. that up & down of trying to have a social life without compromising my home life & inner life.
it’s a balancing act
and sometimes i just have to shut my door & put up the sign reading, “go away; mental health break in progress”
on the bright side, i get a lot more art done when i’m in my hidey hole!

up top: “heart song”
bottom left: “less than amazing”
bottom center: “lost”
bottom right: “my funny valentine”

9X12 inkings on watercolor paper…$45 each

dust devil

i feel like a swirling twirling dust devil right now
my anxiety is so so so crazy high
i just want to hide away
in my hidey hole
and not deal with any man ever…
my ex is playing money games with me
when i am extremely vulnerable
living on credit
my potential relationship is like three chapters
ahead of me
if we’re even in the same book
(forget being on the same page)
and i just feel like too many people are asking
too much
expecting too much
and as i’ve said before…the more that is expected of me
the less i want to give
contrary me…
i should be doing self-care
yoga & hikes
but
all i want to do is have a drink

tea & anxiety

my anxiety has been on high
waiting for chimney work
having chimney work hit a snag
taking 2 days instead of one
then having buyer’s remorse about
my woodburning cookstove
& spending a night
having chest cramping panic attacks
while wondering if i wasted all this money
to follow a half-baked dream…
sigh.
i have little voices who tell me that i should take this other path
be unconventional
& other little voices telling me that i am just a huge fuck up
and that i should have done it like everybody else….

but today i feel good. i love my stove & my house is warm and now i know the difference between celsius and fahrenheit (i totally burned my pizza, y’all.)
it’s going to be okay…
it’s going to be okay….

up top: “mother morrigan”
down low: “tea & anxiety”
9X12 inking on watercolor paper
$45

art & angst

here are some new pieces
my zen is out of whack
& i have been trying to get it
flowing again
i am not completely happy with my work lately
but i hope to soon have some clarity

up top: “universal”
bottom left: “haunted”
bottom right: “power of three”

9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45

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

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑