more quixotic; less apocalyptic

i have started posting my art on my other website.
i have made a gallery page over there.
i also made a page of my inktober drawings.
i hope to do a page for each episode of moses jones.

and it will all be found over at the new place.

today’s ink blot test is there now! check it out…
days of magic

moving….

okay. so in a move to streamline and create consistency, etc. as i hope to create a market for my work, i have decided to move all of my art & comics over to my other site because i like it’s name better for an overall name to my art & comics.
sure, all of my art, etc. is at this site, but trust me, this will work.

if you are interested in getting a jump on staying updated once i have made the change, my art & comics will be moving over to:

https://quixoticmama.com/

where i have tried several times to keep blogs of different sorts (homesteading, relationship disasters, etc.) but since i blog about that stuff along with my art & comics–it makes sense to merge the two.

and as i said “quixotic mama” is a better name for my stuff than “apocalyptic mama.” because while not all of my stuff is dark & foreboding–it is all queerly optimistic.

bear with me during this transference of energy & art!

INKtober day twenty-eight–time

today is rough for me.
i keep staring at my facebook feed. watching all the horrific stories coming from standing rock and the water protectors who are fighting the pipeline and having their rights and their bodies trampled on…
sigh.
i feel it in my bones. people turning their backs. not looking. and my heart hurts.
how is this world going to get better if everyone pretends it isn’t happening? if everyone looks away? if everyone says it’s okay to treat people like this? treat the environment like this?
and then there is the impending u.s. election where it is vote for this monster or vote for this monster, but, by god, don’t vote for someone who isn’t a monster because then the wrong monster might get elected and it will be all. your. fault.

what if none of us voted for either of the monsters?
what if the u.s. finally broke down this bogus two party system that is morphing into a one party system.

the storm clouds gather.
i try to hold onto hope.
we have to hold onto hope.
there has to be a way out of this mess.

so i inked & inked & inked and kids jumped on me while i tried to ink and weird crap came out of my head and onto my paper and i couldn’t make my first picture work (titled: you are here)

youarehere

it’s a bit fucked up in many different ways. i don’t know where i was going with it. i never do. i just start moving my pen & see what happens. i think my second one, “time,” worked a little better…but i still feel like my brain is a puddle and i need to just…relax….

relax….

breathe deep and focus on a better tomorrow.

INKtober day seven–i’m still in this

i ran errands all day today. for an introvert, that is like doing a triathlon.
i went to goodwill to get presents for my kids (fidgit & poppy have a birthday week after next.) i go to goodwill to save money & to save the environment. i love thrift stores, but i usually stick to the ones i know–goodwill & st. vinny’s.
however, today, after goodwill i went to a thrift store i’d never been before.
it was cheaper…but smelly. and had kind of a serial killer vibe. but that might just be me.
then i dropped off a cat carrier someone lent me to take a rooster home in.
(i saw four deer cross the road–which is the universe reminding me to be gentle–something i am super dooper struggling with)
then i went to the library to report that i have not yet found the dvd of “box trolls” that a certain 3 year old saw fit to hide away somewhere. the librarian was very sympathetic & gave me another week.
then i went to the grocery store. grocery stores for me are a full-time job because i take food buying very seriously and have to read labels and debate every purchase in my head forever.
then i ended up going to another grocery store because the first one just didn’t have the right things that i needed.
then i went to a farm store to price fence posts & get straw bales (i’m going to build a cold frame out of straw bales to grow winter veg–i’m so excited!!)
then i went to a local farmer’s market-y type store to look for bones & cow hearts for my dogs.

at some point in my adventure i glanced in a mirror and was weirded out by my own face. it looks different. like someone replaced me with an exact copy that wasn’t quite exact. next time i looked in a mirror my new face was still there.

so that’s where i was when i sat down to do my inktober drawing for today.
maybe that explains it?
i was tired, so i started with a rabbit yawn. rabbit’s have the cutest yawns. my rendition of a rabbit’s yawn, however….

so was born chimp plays a snake tuba with a yawning bunny & red balloons