how i spent my valentine’s day

as proof to my romantic
& painfully…obliviously…optimistic nature:
i have always loved valentine’s day
it took me many many broken hearts to grow calloused
towards the day
even yesterday, amidst my angst, i still kept peeking
out my front window
hoping for flowers from some secret admirer….
i planned to just mope all day
but instead my pain came out in my art.

up top: “looking for grubs in all the wrong places” 9X12 mixed media on watercolor paper…$75
above left: “a fool for love” 8X8 mixed media on watercolor paper…$55
above right: “so what; who cares” 6X6 mixed media on watercolor paper…$35

here is the before shot as i began my search for messages from the universe in inkstains:

in other news…my wardrobe: suited better for ink? or more exciting with pastels?

song sung blue

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

happy valentine’s day from an ice monkey

confusion is nothing new

teeth & gums & nakedness
nothing new
a series of dreams
that never come true
but can i really say
i never get what
i want
when wants change
& needs are undecipherable?
needs
i would like to get
what i need
teeth & gums & nakedness
men following men
through my room
moonlight
sunlight
lamplight
condom wrappers
& nothing fulfilled
but i got
what i wanted
for 30 seconds
teeth & gums & nakedness

yes. my name is “mary jo” & yes. i was a pretty promiscuous 24 year old once.
this is my favorite poem that i have ever written.
it was written after a busy summer in ’94 that began with my breaking up with the love of my life and ended with my reuniting with the love of my life after a bunch of indiscretions.
then i went away (with him) to an all girl school in roanoke, va (hollins university) where i workshopped my poem as well as classics such as “bukowski’s undertow” & “tiny tortures in this hyperactive ghost town” which can be seen in comic form in my newly published book confusion perfume & other neurotic comics.

in other news–i made so many valentine’s this year, y’all! i like to reclaim valentine’s day as a day of love & not necessarily romance. and i am so full of love. ink covered love.

ps. happy year of the (big blue) ox!

pps. my scanner finally gave up it’s ghost, hence the buttload of blurry photos. i did invest in a new scanner that should be here soon. buy a copy of my book to help me pay for that!!

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