the ongoing saga of a dystopian zombie fighting mama & her issues….
i fall apart
in plain sight
where no one
can see me
you think by now
i would have learned
to not make a fuss
i fall apart
in plain sight
will see me.
i lived in a housing co-op of over thirty people. i had two kids when i moved out; i was pregnant with my fourth when i moved out.
i mistakenly let my ex-husband also move into the co-op where he made my life a living hell.
i had multiple break-downs.
anyhoo! sometimes i would be struggling with my children & losing what little mind i had left, on the verge of crying or straight up crying in a room full of people…and no one would do a thing to help me.
they all just pretended it wasn’t happening.
which is a perfect mirror of our society.
we pretend the ugly/uncomfortable things are not happening. i am sure i am guilty of it too.
& it just fucking sucks ass.
(those of you who see a person hurting & reach out to them–y’all are amazing)
ps. this inking was inspired by the view from my front porch. i love my new house 🙂
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.
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.
this is the rough draft for the cover of my collection of short stories. funny thing, after i did the initial inking, i decided to go back in & give my cover face a crown of thorns (because so many of my characters are martyrs)…as i inked her a crown of thorns, nine inch nail’s cover of the johnny cash song “hurt” came on my pandora mix.
other big news. i found a place to live!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! not iowa, but wisconsin. closer to friends & family & a support system & a future in working with intentional communities & rights of nature, etc.
so–yay! here is a photo of my new neighbors….
also, i finished my sixth journal of my self-portrait series.
i am officially taking a break from self-portraits to work on other projects. i have been playing with my style and really liking what i am doing. here are some sneak peaks from my patreon page….
one of these faces is not like the others (as i end my self-portrait series & begin the next journal)
finally, i started working on my next collaboration with benjamin davis. here is a sneak peek of that….
another page! i like how this one turned out. i don’t always like my work (shhh, that will be our little secret) but i really like this page.
(yes, my art is messy–mostly on purpose–but, again, some of the ink stains are actually from my scanner & my seeming inability to clean it)
my brain is being pleasantly peaceful & neutral. which is great for me…but usually means no new art journal pages as i have nothing to obsess about right now.
but! i decided to take the opportunity of having a vacation from angst to do a new page of moses jones.
fun story…just as i was finishing this page & thinking how i like the way it looks, i spilled a full bottle of black ink onto the page…and my journal…and the floor.
again, my brain took it in stride (i might have someone else’s brain right now) and i quickly chose to salvage the page first, the floor next (not realizing i had also spilled ink on my journal) and then my journal once i realized it was in a pool of ink.
so…thankfully my art is usually messy, but if it seems a bit messier than usual….
& moses jones pages tend to be darker than my other work. but this one might be a bit darker than usual…in more than one way.
i only cried a little while inking it.