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.

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INKtober!!!

draw an ink picture for every day of october! that sounds more like a good time than a challenge. i am all over this. my friend for 40 years now (no…that’s impossible) told me about INKtober on facebook and i peed myself with excitement. i immediately tried to draw one of my dogs & failed. okay, realism is not my cup of tea. so then this guy came out of me. my sons named him “phil.” i wanted to draw him with a fencing sword but messed up his hand. i went & got a mirror so i could see how he would be holding his hand, but my minions went mad over the mirror (???) and left me unable to model for myself. i was feeling strangely self-conscious about it to begin with. i really really need a room of my own.

anyhoo! see, i am one of those people who needs deadlines & structure enforced by an outside entity in order to produce art in a timely manner. that is why school worked so well for me. when i have no demands for production, i wander off & do other things like dig holes in the ground and chase sheep. so that is why i was so excited to have a challenge that would actually be more like a vacation. drawing a picture a day! with ink!!!!

in other news, on the new moon, i had a break-through. my brain had been itching with an idea that i could not quite reach, and through a messaged conversation with my friend who is somehow in her 40s, i had an epiphany. it is going to be awesome. she instructed me to keep it to myself. i assured her that no one actually reads my blog (other than the truly devoted), however, i guess i will wait & surprise y’all with it. it will probably start emerging here in the #inktober excitement. also, more pages of moses jones can be part of my ink drawings a day! so exciting. so exciting.

moses jones page 43

always with the mixed feelings about this comic.
where am i going?
do i like my art work? my style? or should i strive for something bigger & better?

always the self-doubt and urge to just take a match to it all.

i wonder about doing my graphic novel pages in a way that they could stand alone. maybe even on canvas? or mass produced as prints?
is there a purpose to my prose?

maybe i should just do one page comics with no words that i can sell as “real art.”

poop.

i haven’t seen the sun in days. monday is the next time it is forcast to appear.
and we are having the second new moon of the month.
a black moon.
new beginnings.
new beginnings.
what new beginnings do i need to make?

well…here is page 43. i have some difficulty with drawing laslo. and always difficulty with drawing susan. even some problems drawing moses jones. but i like the layout.
i am going somewhere with this.
i just don’t know if it is worth going there.

fuck it. i need to meditate or something.