(rerun image: zombie angel–i did this a few years back when i rediscovered my pens)
good news: i broke down & ordered a used scanner through amazon so i will be able to upload new art day or night, rain or shine. bad news: i don’t have any new artwork at the moment.
so i am trying to put myself “out there” as an artist/graphic novelist…which is a lot easier for me than putting myself out there as a single mother looking for love…and i have set myself up on tapastic and on deviant art. so now i’m here and on tumblr and on those two sites. i also have an ello account, but i haven’t done much with it yet other than posting, “my life is a runaway train, but i don’t know if i am snidely whiplash, dudley do-right, or nell.”
i may be jaded though. i try to go and find other artists i like, and i am having trouble. i check out the popular comics and feel empty–or deja vu. i end up “liking” & “following” the obscure and forgotten comics (which reminds me–i also joined the webcomic underdogs page.) today on tapastic’s “daily feed” i saw FOUR different comics about trying to write a comic. i’m sorry. i don’t want to offend anyone. i know i am no rembrant-nor a jane austin, and i probably shouldn’t be critiquing others. but if all you have to write/draw about is trying to write/draw??
but i am scared. those comics were in the daily feed. they were popular comics. we live in a world where 50 shades of gray is somehow taken seriously by the masses. maybe real art & good writing are a thing of the past. like my antiquated style of doing comics….
this is a companion piece to my self-portrait. it is taken from a photo of my brother & i when i was baby. we have halos because i was commenting on catholic art as an influence as well as film as an influence–hence the film strip. my other self-portrait has to do with the terminator & my sarah connor/madonna complex. my brother introduced me to the terminator.
my brother was killed five years ago. i struggle a lot with his death. whenever i hear a single engine plane, i imagine it is him watching out for me & my minions. he imagined himself to be the michael the archangel. also a reason for the halos.
i think i would like to incorporate my brother loss into my comic. i would like to have mojo periodically visited by what she believes is the spirit of her brother. maybe a hawk.
it should be tomorrow that another moses jones goes live here. i have the preliminary bits done; i’ve just been busy with homework & trying to get to bed at a half-way decent time so that i do not have sleep deprivation (even though the sleep deprivation makes me even goofier.) but i have the bulk of my homework done & will be working on page ten tonight! yay!
here is a pastel drawing i did for my drawing one class. i am very influenced by the movies i watched in my teens. TERMINATOR is one such movie. i have developed a sarah connor complex which i have incorporated into my moses jones comic. but this is my first expression of that complex…also known (to me at least) as a madonna complex. but this picture is a tribute to that polaroid picture of sarah connor in TERMINATOR as well as an ode to the catholic art that i love so dearly for its dark and ominous tones.
i should (hopefully!) have more pages of moses jones finished this weekend. it is always on my mind. meanwhile, i now have 3 blogs for my multiple personalities…ha!
perhaps this is a predecessor to twinkle with an “i” from my weener coop comic. i knew this chick whom i do not like, and she always reminded me of some sort of brain-damaged fairy…. i think she inspired some of my art. is that weird? to have someone you do not care for inspire you in art or writing? probably, right? or maybe i’m obsessed. or possessed. but i was looking through old art for something to post and decided that i kinda do like this picture.
i wanted to have some preliminary character sketches of the people who live in the mansion with moses jones–coopers? squatters?–to post. i thought i could do these sketches while i listened to my online geography podcast homework…but instead i am nursing a baby who should be asleep but who likes to wake up & keep me company when i have too much to do.
i’m also still thinking of more weener coop pages. i have to search out all of my notes that i’ve left in random notebooks and on random scraps of paper….
the father of my children really likes this drawing i did. i first drew it when i was a teenager and was sketching the dead flowers on our kitchen table. i think it’s cool too, but i think it’s kinda immature. although it would be cool to do a whole comic with the flower ninja. maybe she could team up with the zombie angel (who i really like.) http://apocalypticmama.com/2014/01/31/please-stay-tuned/
i have a lot of stuff i really like & often wonder if i will live long enough to do all of the comics i want to do.
my thought of the day is that i am strange.
i’ve always known i was strange, but i’ve always been afraid to show it–not for the reasons you would think though. i’m not afraid that people will think i’m strange…i’m afraid people will think i’m TRYING to be strange. which isn’t the case. i just am.
so from now on, i’m just going to be the strange person i happen to be–because that’s who i am–& stop worrying that people will think i am making myself up.
please, enjoy flower ninja…for those of you waiting for more of moses jones, i am hoping to have her back by the weekend–with new characters & some actual dialogue! yay!
i’m still letting homework & kids keep me from getting my comic done. i have the next page written, but not yet drawn. however, just now, while nursing my baby back to sleep (one of the times i do my best thinking about zombies, etc) i figured out the layout for the next page. maybe tomorrow page 3 will be done.
meanwhile, here is a pastel i did a year ago in my drawing II class. this is tank girl done in the style of van gogh. tank girl & van gogh are both inspirations for me. back in my early twenties i shaved most of my head & would be compared to tank girl (as well as sinead o’connor). i love tank girl. i am an anarchist at heart. i also love van gogh–though admittedly i did not pay that much attention to him until a dr. who episode with a van gogh plotline. van gogh has a sad story. he only sold one painting while he was alive. he committed suicide, but it took a day or so to die after he shot himself. i only know a bit about him and do not think he was so much talented as he was inspired & passionate. my favorite is his sunflowers & his starry night. he did a LOT of self-portraits. this one was a take-off of self-portrait with a with a bandaged ear & pipe. by the way, he did not cut off his ear to send to a lady–his ear was cut off in a drunken brawl with gauguin (fellow painter) & then sent to a lady. i think that is a much better story.
some of y’all know that i am a half-time student & an over-time mom. i would love to be writing my comic right now, this very minute…but i have (at least) three things ahead of it on the priorities list: a nap (i wish), fold & put away laundry (ppbbbt), and homework homework homework. that is in addition to whatever my kids are planning on throwing at me this evening (figuratively & literally)…. so i am putting up a drawing i did a few years back that i really like. i call it zombie angel.
there will be more moses jones as soon as humanly possible.