i finished the last character profile painting last night at one in the morning as my ex-husband held our wide-awake baby and glowered at me. that was simon starbuckle’s painting–perhaps my favorite & the one i am most happy with. maybe i should have my ex glare at me while holding the baby for all my work. ha!
i finished. despite depression. despite thoughts of–why don’t i just drop out of school? despite feeling like i’m a fraud to call myself an artist. despite four kids and an ex plotting against my project. i finished the four character profiles. now i have one more of the big paintings to finish before my critique tomorrow at 1:20. will it happen? stay tuned. meanwhile i have to give a presentation today in another class. meanwhile i have the toddler hitting the baby. the cat attacking the nine year old. and the six year old screaming at me that i hate him. dishes to do. dinners to cook. toilets to clean. diapers to wash….
my watercolor professor says i need the fabled “room of my own.” yes, that, perhaps, and a visit from mary fucking poppins.
onward!
moses jones: apocalyptic mama 