last year i thought it was a bad thing to have a hair trigger on the drawbridge to my heart this year i am looking at it differently i am trusting myself to know when & when not to pull the lever that will send you sailing away.
this inking was made last night in an effort to use spilled ink… i do like to try to keep my accidents happy.
“eve” up top: “drawbridge” 9X12 inking on watercolor paper $45 plust $5 shipping
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
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.
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
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”
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
i started a “magic journal” so i can keep note of all the magic in my life the magic i make the magic i see the magic all around spells & dreams & omens even the strange ones (especially the strange ones)
i’ve been thinking a lot about manifesting the life i want. being more on point with creating/drawing magic in my life. on new year’s eve, me and a neighbor friend (and my minions) are going to work on vision boards for the coming year. i have my family…i have madness manor…i have a foundation. time to get building….
“strange omens” 9X12 ink on watercolor paper…$45SOLD