moses jones page eleven

clarity

a journal page on my recent realization that i need to stop using anger as a shield.

moses jones page nine

kicking zombie ass for my kids….

you will be happy to know that i have worked on & gotten a bit better at head to body proportions. i have been working on my figure drawing. i’m not sure why my heads get so out of control big… but…yikes…this one is kind of embarrassing for that.

moses jones page eight

moses jones musings on motherhood.

you know…i didn’t mean to make such a humorless main character…usually i make my lead quirky & dark…& funny. but mojo leapt from my head fully formed & seemingly without a sense of humor.
so fucking serious, moj…what gives?

free store sheep fingers

i’m a little behind on my free store updates.
it is still going strong. the ebb & flow is a bit off however, more coming in than going out.
so!
i’m working on expanding it into the next room over. the building i am in is an old church that was reclaimed as an art & community space. the next room over was an abandoned workshop. i have been clearing it out & trying to clean it up & hopefully not inhaling too much lead paint dust….
one wall was crumbling paint, so i painted over it, but that didn’t seem to be enough, so i took the opportunity to make some life sized sheep fingers. i don’t know about you, but something about sheep fingers just makes me so happy.
soon this room will be finished & set up & the free store at the commons will be much easier to navigate…& my ocd can calm down a bit.

moses jones page six

my tarot reading last night indicated that i am ready for a new relationship…but am still heavily influenced by what happened in my relationship with dusty….
my art/comic concurs.
the dusty effect on my heart….

moses jones page five

i just saw my dusty yesterday when he came to pick up the minions. i still have so many conflicted feelings about him. love & hate are so intertwined in this relationship.
ack!

funny story. when i did the prototypes for moses jones, he noticed that there was no father figure in the story. so, feeling warmly towards him, i created “dusty knickers.” i totally did not plan on his being this exact character…but my subconscious took over once again.
the real dusty is physically present–but emotionally ran away a long long time ago.
sigh.

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