INKtober day thirty–planet of the apes

so if you are wondering, it started with the ape. i saw him first in my ink blots. then a baby hand (humans are technically apes as well–but you know…) then i started looking for more babies. and then flowers and bugs appeared. i stared at it a long time. then once it started rolling, it really fell together.

sigh. only one more day after today.

i keep waiting for that one picture where someone goes, “seriously, what happened to you, man?” so far everyone has been really open to my strange artist visions. my whimsy. which is awesome. i do sometimes tame it down. like yesterday, i saw a boob instead of a chicken, but i turned the picture instead of going with the boob–and found the chicken. so i am using some restraint.

today is a new moon. that has nothing to do with my drawing…or does it? new moons are new beginnings. planting the seeds of manifestation. inktober has been heavy seeding for me. my art has definitely started growing in a direction that i really like.

i did not do any moses jones this month. or any comics at all. but a lot of my drawings turned out to be stories. stories that came from my subconscious, pulled out by a page full of ink stains.

ps. the scribble along the bottom is misha’s contribution.

INKtober day twenty-three–wishes

crap. i forgot to send my mom a card. you would think counting every day of october in an ink drawing i would remember the 23rd is her birthday…crap. happy birthday, mom! you are probably getting a homemade card!! of course, it was my mom who always told me homemade presents mean the most….

today is another ink blot test. i think the rest of the month will be so as well. maybe the rest of my life because they are so much fun to do. i found another ape & another goddamned unicorn ( i so don’t want to be the kind of artist who does unicorn pictures–no offense to artists who do unicorn pictures!! different strokes and all that )

i get impatient with waiting for ink to dry. and this is on a journal page, not paper intended for a lot of water–so there is smudges & musses. by the way–this is the last page of my journal!! i did go ahead and order 3 more journals from artists & craftsmen (they were a really good price & i keep worrying that life as we know it is going to come to a standstill & i will be trapped in the country with no art supplies…i don’t want to have to kill trees to make paper…crap, i forgot to make sure i was getting recycled paper…arrrgh!)

but, as i was saying, this is the last page of a journal i started on the 4th of november, 2014. i used it for my water color class. remember that? gertrude buttons? good times! so i have been piddling in this thing for almost 2 years. wow. i need to fill the new ones up a bit faster…unless life as we know it ends & i am forced to conserve paper….

INKtober day twenty-one–come as you are

yesterday was sad. today is happy!

i feel like a weight is lifted. a spell cast has been removed. the sun has come out. sadly, i feel all this because dusty has gone away to wisconsin for a visit. i know. i know. i know. if his going away causes me happiness….

i feel mean that his being gone brings me such a sense of relief. but it does. like i’m not being judged every minute of the day. i’m not being brought down by negative energy. i get to be me, unfettered.

so this is my ink blot test for the day. come as you are. iggy found the duck. he & i both found the guitar. coincidentally, my co-inker for inktober also did a duck today…and a bunny yesterday. i swear i’m not copying!

i like this one. i really do. i like that splatters turn into music.

tomorrow, we are going to venture into the color blue. i already splattered some pages.

INKtober day twenty–eye just feel sad

so the thing about me is, i am an empath. i feel things deeper and more intuitively that a large percent of the population.
i have always known this about myself, but i am just figuring out how to embrace it as a good thing and to not let it destroy me.
being an empath makes it difficult for me to be around a lot of people. i can sense their anger, their sadness, their different energies.
it makes it difficult for me to work in positions where i care for others because i give too much of myself–but also helps me to be a good caregiver, if i could learn how to not cross that line.
it makes it difficult for me to be in relationships because i cannot keep my feelings separate from those of the other person. i am trying to learn boundaries and ways to protect myself…but i have a long way to go.
it makes it difficult for me to be a mom sometimes–sometimes it helps. when many small bodies need me to care all at the same time & i am prone to forgetting to listen to my own needs….

i get overwhelmed. so easily. by all the energy from all the people around me.

the more “bad” things i see or hear, the deeper it seems to go. so the internet is a treacherous place for people like me. though i want to know about wrongs being done–so i can help–if i can help…it is draining.

this election is a goddamned nightmare for me. both major party candidates are bad people. i know this on an intuitive level and on an educated level. one seems much worse than the other. i feel like a vote for that one is a vote against people like me. however, i will not vote for the lesser of two evils, that would be giving up on hope.  i wish that everyone would actually vote for better candidates (there are other candidates) and send these two to the hell they deserve….

but! i digress.

this is not a political blog.

i just wanted y’all to know why eye feel sad.

INKtober day eighteen–not alone

i used green for my shading instead of grey/black. shades of green. i like it.

i have always been fascinated by the world turtles. the idea that we are just flying around on the back of a sea turtle. usually on top of four elephants as well, but i just wanted the sea turtles.

every day my posts seem to get later & later. i haven’t been getting enough sleep and think i am going through some personal growth or avoidance of said growth or flirting around/dancing with the idea of growing.

almost there. almost there….

despite trying to grow, i have gotten an inking done for every day of inktober. i think that is impressive. i have four kids that i am ignoring to get these done! that’s challenging.

sorry. i’m a bit tired. and my blog isn’t getting  a lot of action so i might just be writing this for myself. but if you are still out there. enjoy my latest inking.

it’s green.

INKtober day seventeen–flower power

what? another fucking monkey? yes, i know they are actually apes…but as far as alliteration goes, “monkey” works better.

i’m pretty proud of this dodo.

this is another ink clean-up from a couple days ago that i looked for and found pictures inside of. i really like this one. i am thinking this might be my medium. the ink blot. a series? a book? an ink blot in every pot?

i would really like to find a way to support myself with my art. i know that is a high fah-lootin’ idea, but keep in mind that i do lead a pretty simple life. i don’t need much past a brush, a pen, and a pot of ink blots.

think it over.

INKtober day twelve–seahorses in the sky

have i mentioned how much i love ink?

i started a doodle. it just went weird. skeletons & unicorns…but not in the cool way. then i did this one.
is not my best. i was out of sync. i had this purple spilled ink from a few days ago when misha was painting. i mopped it up with this piece of paper. i did not get a strong impression from the blots…but i did see sea horses.

and i have been wanting to do some airships.

it’s okay. but i think my mojo is off. i have found that i work better towards the end of the day. i think tomorrow i will prepare a piece of paper in the morning. some water & ink play. let it dry. and find my inspiration at dusk.

maybe i need to listen to some tina turner.
get back in the groove.
tomorrow.
tomorrow, my lovelies, is another day of ink.
after all, we have the rest of october!

INKtober day 10–tree of knowledge

my art is one big ink blot test. how am i doing?
yesterday, i had extra ink on a sponge i used to do background so i blotted it all over a blank page. today i looked for and found this in the ink stain. the garden of eden? the angel jophiel?

(i just looked that up. i didn’t pay that much attention in cathecism)

i drew her first, the lady with the saber. i thought she was protecting the little purple blobs, but everyone is headed in the same direction. away from the tree. then i realized she is driving them out of paradise. or, the little catholic inside of me decided that. she doesn’t look happy about it. just resigned

once again:
loves squiggly trees & clouds
looks for pictures in things
like LOTS of ink
heavily influenced by catholicism.

(am i talking about myself in the third person?)

i am having a blast with inktober. i love starting & finishing a picture in one day. i love seeing what will come out of my warped little head.

(i actually have a fairly large head–it’s like an extra pocketbook.)

INKtober day four–catch!

colored ink today
another place i like to look for the pictures,
in ink splatters.

i love messy. messy everything. messy art. messy gardening. even messy kids. making a mess in fun. finding art in it, is most excellent.

i started one picture that turned into a princess having her hair done by a t-rex. yes, sounds cool–but looked “meh!”
while i was doing it, fidgit, my number one minion, asked me to draw him a picture.
i asked him what he wanted a picture of.
he said, “a whale.”
i LOVE humpback whales. i’m not great at realism, but i can do a half-decent humpback whale (thanks to fidgit teaching me how. he is also to credit for my squid pictures.)

so i soaked a piece of paper. then i splattered it with black ink. then some more black ink. more. then i let it dry for most of the day. then i drew in the whales. then i painted the world with ink. then i painted the water. then i painted the whales. then i used my pen some more.

to recap: ink, with more ink, followed by ink & ink & ink.