going on to the walls as i type, is some of my art (& other artists) for a small, local earth day art show. if you are in the viroqua area, come on over at five for art, wine, local soda, snacks, & a pinata!
led me to
which brought me back
…it’s the story
no matter how
you tell it
dude. i totally spaced on inktober…again…but, as it turns out, i have posted an inking every day of october so far. because, well, ever since 2016, almost every day has been inktober for me.
inktober 2016 is when it all began, my full-fledged & messy love affair with my ink (there’s an interesting mental picture…but it looks a lot like a room full of inkings of myself–see yesterday’s post.)
yes! in honor of inktober (which i. had spaced, but the universe kindly remembered for me) i have an exhibit of the ink adventure that reflects work that began inktober 2017! my self-portrait series “the invisible exhibitionist,” hangs at the commons in viroqua & will at some point soon be available for viewing on their website (though i still urge y’all to come visit the real thing.)
in subconscious honor of inktober, i released my first book of comics on october 1st. confusion perfume was when i began to seriously start using ink rather than my previous flirtation with watercolors.
so much like the ink running through my veins, inktober is never far from my heart.
the freestore i started last winter is open again!
i am starting a writer’s/artist’s group on monday…
my art show (the invisible exhibitionist) is going up this weekend?
& my book is due for release on october 1st.
i’m only freaking out a little. okay. so i am super-dooper freaking out & my imposter syndrome feels like i am about to step off a cliff & spiral downward into the abyss…but, you know, otherwise…exciting stuff.
i have finished the project! the portraits for an art show are done.
in all, i have 69 portraits.
i did a final one in the style i have been using for my current journal pages. it is on display over on my patreon site, but eventually might make its way over here.
i am, overall, pretty happy with the collection.
i have actually developed anxiety about finishing this project.
i might just keep inking my portrait indefinitely.
this is the same thing that happened when my first inktober experience ended.
i am just living & breathing ink right now. but i am almost done & am kind of panicked about not having more to do….
but maybe i can finish something else next?
(sorry about the photo quality–my phone & i are both challenged in the photo taking department.)
but, work is play to me when it involves ink!
i am non-stop (seemingly) doing finished copies of art journal self-portraits from the 5 art journals that spanned fall 2017 to spring 2019….
almost 500 self-portraits to choose from.
i have an upcoming art show!
date is to be announced…but i will be showing inkings from my “the invisible exhibitionist” series of self-portraits for the grand re-opening of the commons in viroqua, wi.
so i am working on doing more finished versions of the art journal self-portraits i did for three years (almost 500 pages of self-portraits.)
i will keep y’all updated.
also, here is a photo of my art being sold in the local art mart!!
i am thinking
of venturing out of my house
and down the road
and into the horizon
to find a venue
a cafe or a gallery
who thinks my art
maybe make me
a buck or two
get the name
and into ears
out of my house
& down the road.
so i have some art i think i could display…like in a public place. i have my series of “whimsical inkings”
and i also have the starts of a self-portrait series on water color paper (does anyone know the world’s record for self-portraits?)
plus the ink on canvas self-portraits i have been accumulating…i think i have a show-ish.
so that’s my plans for the beginning of the month. maybe hit first friday…maybe rub elbows with some art lovers. maybe make some connections/set up a showing?
in other news…
my terrible funk seems to be lifting and i am no longer imaging my life as anna karenina vs. the train.
so that’s nice.
my house is infested with fleas & i lost a beehive to a massive wax moth infestation…but i am squinting and maybe? maybe see a light at the end of the tunnel?
my mindset is slowly shifting back from “holy fuck why is my life so weird?” to “i love my weird-ass life.”
i am deciding what extra weight needs to be thrown to keep the ship from sinking…but i think i may have successfully deterred any upcoming visits from diabolical parents…so i might not have to pack up so soon?
everything is in flux right now.
but i am slowly transitioning back from severe motion sickness to enjoying the ride…so…hold on y’all.