i’m off. out of whack. my zen is broken. i started one inking today at misha’s speech therapy appointment, and it somehow ended up with a puppy in it?? then this one has a unicorn? i dunno. i’m not feeling it today. i just kept adding more & more ink until i didn’t absolutely hate it.
my zen is off. i’m a mess.
i had two birthdays in a row. poppy & then fidgit. i managed to bake cakes for both of them…but i still felt like i was somehow phoning it in.
i think i am exhausted by my non-relationship with dusty. i have asked him to leave. i have asked him why he is even living here in the first place. he said, “you are totally discounting my relationship with the kids.” i told him he can have a relationship with the kids while living somewhere else. other divorced people don’t live together. i really think we should try that.
so he is squatting at my parents house. not paying rent. not paying anything. not working. sometimes helping with the kids. he thinks mowing the lawn & burning things has given him some sort of helper status….
okay, this has nothing to do with my art other than the fact that i am letting his energy sapping ways drain my creativity.
or, i am going to blame him for my sucky picture today.
but inktober continues, and i refuse to miss a day.
so here is my sucky picture.
it is another ink blot test. and i resisted & resisted & resisted and then finally gave in to the sheep that i could see being catapulted at the dragon.
i blame dusty.
again i forgot to do some wet ink prep.
i was digging in my garden all day. trying to get some planting done while the moon is full. so i sat in the dirt all day. tossing grubs to the chickens (but keeping the red wrigglers & night crawlers safe!) enjoying the cool, sunny fall weather. watching the moon rise.
recently i was at goodwill buying plates and a woman commented as to whether the plates i had would work in a microwave or not. i said, “well, i don’t have a microwave–so they should be okay.” she gave me a funny look that i am used to getting. so i explained, “i like to do things the hard way.” like digging out garden beds by hand. i use a shovel & i break up the clumps by hand. i like it like that. just me & the dirt & the worms. it feels good on my soul…but so hard on my body!
i am buggered out. so tired! i just want to crawl into bed.
i did some colored ink on paper that became two dragons and when i was almost done, i decided i hated it. then i did this one. full moon. black & white.
oh! and a pony. misha wanted a pony.
(iggy took off with the dragon picture. he insisted that it did not look like crap.)
i have more garden work tomorrow.
but hopefully i will have a little bit more umph for my daily inking.
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, my lovelies, is another day of ink.
after all, we have the rest of october!
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.