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i struggled to lighten some of the darker bits with white ink.
struggled.
but i think it worked out…ish.

just my second ink in six days. february is off to a very unimpressive start. my horoscope says that my career will boom this week…for my sun sign & my rising sign. so perhaps the rest of this month will be more impressive.

and i am working on an illustration project. something i need to start spending more time with. i meant to work on it more than i did during my minion-free time…however, i spent too much of that time thinking about getting laid. and trying to figure out how to get laid. and then realizing my best option for a little sex was not an option at all because i really did not want to go there after all.

then i start wondering. the world is falling apart…should i really be this concerned about love & being loved & finding someone to love?
but love is all the time.
i mean…sarah connor managed to fall in love while being chased by a kill-happy terminator.
people fall in love during war & famine & plague.

right?

so looking for love during this god-awful time isn’t completely unheard of…right?

i’ve got two ex-husbands willing to come to my rescue. of course, their idea of rescue is mostly self-serving and has very little to do with me. i have to assure the two of them that i do not need rescuing…while i secretly hope that some strapping redhead will come to my rescue.
i have some weird viking/lumberjack fetish going on.
i really don’t know what that is about.
this might all be some perimenopausal hormone explosion.

or maybe after a lifetime of crappy relationships
and always having to rescue myself
i’m finally willing to be swept off my feet.

and then i just want to make fun of myself for being a silly romantic.

parade

this is my first use of tan toned paper. i like it better than the gray tone. and i used a white ink stain again for the toned paper.

at first i wasn’t sure about this one. but by the end i really liked it.

i finished the inking earlier, but i had to do bedtime before i could write this post. so i thought about what i would post as i lay in bed getting poppy & misha to sleep. i thought about telling y’all about my friday, where in addition to getting a fucktard for a president, i also got an anonymous religious tract in the mail addressed to me. my legal name. therefore probably from someone i know, but like i said…anonymously sent. not even a note saying, “hope you don’t burn in hell!” and a smiley face.

motherfucker.

and then while i was reeling from those two things, plus having just gotten home from the store and having to put away groceries while minions scream for treats, i missed two text messages from my ex who then both emailed me & messaged me on facebook in a panic. i fell into a conversation with him as i tried to be human & show some concern for his state of anxiety, but then he kept saying things like, “it won’t be like it was before.” and lamenting the past and promising change and i ended up having to put on the caps lock (i hate capitol letters if y’all haven’t noticed) but i felt i had to be clear. i don’t think he understands that we are broken up and i am never ever ever ever ever ever ever going down that path again.

so i used caps lock.

but he still didn’t get it.

anyhoo.

that’s what i was going to post about. but then i felt all mellow looking at my white ink on tan paper and decided to just talk about my picture instead.

it’s pretty, right?

watching the ink dry.

i think i’m addicted to online shopping for relationships.

i’m having conversations with people i am not romantically interested in just to have a grown up conversation. is that against the rules? my plan is to just bail & cancel my account if things go south.

ha!

i did a bunch of ink stains last night. i am waiting for them to dry. looks like picnic style meals today! yay! another thing they will put in their tell-all autobiographies.

here is kind of an idea of what the white ink on grey & brown tone paper will look like:

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i am very excited. looking at the stains as the ink dries. so excited!

blowing smoke

i don’t usually use the white ink
in my set of inks
because
i can’t quite wrap my head around
how ink can be white.
i can accept yellow ink…but white?

however,
as you can see in the ink stain

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what will become the girl’s face
is too dark for ink to show up on
so i needed to lighten it a bit
to add features

also!
as usual
i forgot the wings on the dragon
this is a reoccurring mistake for me
which is weird
because i add wings to every other creature
so why can’t i remember that dragons
are actually supposed to have wings?

i blame dusty
right?
he is year of the dragon
and only thinks all dragons
have to have wings
chinese dragons don’t have wings,
i tell him.
but he won’t accept wing-less dragons
so maybe i am subconsciously trying to spite him….
could be.

anyhoo.
so i had to use white to create a wing
for my poor
wingless
dragon.

i had something really cool in my head,
but i wasn’t sure how to make it happen.
so the wings are what they are.
but at least they are there
ish.

i really like hand puppets.
and monkeys.

i’m also very tired.
i played in the snow for two hours
and scanned all of my october & november inkings
today.
i’m a tired,
but my plant beds are all covered, the sheep have more pasture,
and i am in a better position to print up art work!

so let me know if you want some art.
some whimsical
inky
art.

 

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