fallen XII

it wasn’t until i became a mother
that i stopped
doing
whatever i wanted
whenever i wanted to
although
that is not
entirely
true
after all
i was the type of mother
i wanted to be
ignoring parenting magazines
& how-to books
to do
instead
what i wanted to do
what i thought
best
however
motherhood did slow me down
& throw up
roadblocks
no more
instant
gratification
i had to start playing
the long game
because
really
i do still follow my desires
& live my life
the way
i
decide
but this motherhood path
this path
is
definitely
more tricky
to
maneuver.

this verse, this concept, and even the illustration are terribly rough. (you ever use your hair to cover up a pimple or a bald spot? yeah, that’s kinda what’s going on here….)
man, i even resorted to using some white out–i almost never do that–you know, choosing to live with my mistakes is one reason i use ink. but i really fucked this one up.
i did not write it intending it to be part of the fallen series…but due to its topic being “desires”…i felt it fit.
if anything makes me the devil, it is my determination to follow my desires. as well as my encouraging others to do so.

i feel i should explore this further, desires vs. motherhood. motherhood definitely puts a kink in one’s dreams–even if part of those dreams were to be a mother…cause little demons, they aren’t always what you expect & plan for.
yes, this thought needs fleshing out.

scribbles & doodles & coloring pages

as i drink my tea
forsaking the coffee
(which taunts me
yumminess
paired
with
addiction
& achy kidneys)
i eat my toast
with jam
and referee
squabbles
while considering
my own scribbles
an itch at the back
of my mind
something undiscovered
something untapped
i can feel
something
wonderful
if i can just get my pen
& brain
to work as one.

i was watching flowers on netflix, a delightfully dark british sitcom. the patriarch of the family flowers writes dark children’s books about trolls. the illustrations immediately drew me in. so i started doodling some trolls of my own to see if i could.
today i found this other doodle on the brown paper that i use in between sheets of my journal to keep the ink from leaking onto blank pages. i doodle on it sometimes, but hadn’t looked at it in awhile. i found this drawing appealing in the same way as the troll illustrations.
however, i am not sure where to go with either one of them. so i guess i will just keep messing around until i figure it out.

meanwhile, i have become misha’s artist on demand for coloring pages. she had me do two more this morning and has requested a mom & dad dragon with baby dragons after i do a picture of myself & her dad riding a swan.
i asked if the swan could be flying while i am pushing her dad off of the swan, and she began pretend crying & ran from the room.
sigh.
the things i do for my minions (i don’t want to be near that motherfucker even in illustration. i can barely look at the illustration for “absolution” from a few days back. ack! but now i have to ride a goddamn swan with him….)

ps. unlike her brothers, misha is not colorblind. just to be sure, i asked her about her colored page, “what color is the grass?” she replied, “orange.”
& i said, “awesome.”
my girl.

party hair

it’s like when you wear your hair different to go to that party, and everyone raves about how great your hair looks. so you wear it like that for the next three months. and then everyone gets really bored with your hair. especially you.

so you shave your head…no, sorry, that’s me.

so you change your hair…but how? just slightly? a color tint? some layering?

that’s how i feel about my art right now.

do y’all want me to keep doing ink blots? or should i go back, do some comics? in which case–mojo? bluejean? a new comic?
or should i try to do something new with some of the ink blot ideas?
should i keep being versy-versy with my blog?

or would you rather i start writing out complete thoughts with some serious prose? tell some stories?

i’ve got stories….

so i’m at a cross-roads, creatively. if y’all want to speak up and cast a vote, i would love some input. of course, i am going to go where i want to go…but i still like to hear what y’all are thinking. just knowing you are there is encouraging.

speak up!

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