INKtober day twenty-four–birthday

my mother…let me tell you about my mother….

yes. i have a terrible relationship with my mother. you don’t need today’s ink blot test to come to that conclusion. but i tried. i tried to be a normal daughter & send a normal card. ah yes. as mum used to say, “the road to hell is paved with good intentions.”

i learned a lot of fucked up things from my mom. i learned a few good ones though. she taught me to bake. and to stand up for myself. and to help strangers. and to identify wild plants & trees. to be strong, even. which is weird–because she put herself forward as a victim so often….

so i made a card for my mom for this day’s inking. crap. i should have taken pictures of the art my kids added to the card. also most days have the title, date, and my signature. this one does not. i did sign it, but for my mom.

my mom has m.s. she has dementia due to it? i’m not sure how that works. so i think the freaky bits of this picture will be lost on her. she will notice that it is green (her favorite color) and that her prodigal daughter sent her a card.

i wonder if picasso would send his mom cubist drawings on her birthday?

not that i think i am picasso. which reminds me, some web comic review site reviewed my baby, moses jones, and they weren’t very nice about it. which pissed me off. who are they to look at my art and smear their opinion all over it? yes, mojo is a bit of a cross-eyed baby, but she is beautiful to me.
after much obsessing, i decided that anyone who spends their time giving bad reviews to web comics really needs a better hobby.
after all, web comics are free–it’s not like they are warning someone not to waste money on it.
and
it takes like a minute to read a few pages of one & decide for yourself whether you like it or not.
dumb reviewer.
but
then again,
free press.
not everyone agrees with dumb too-much-time-on-my-hands web comic review guy, and now my comic has been exposed to that person.

like this one time, this guy i hated
talked about this book he really despised
so i read the book because this guy was really annoying.
that book was confederacy of dunces
one of my favorite books

which just goes to show there is a dumb opinion around every corner.

just saying.

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….