i’m not using this page
so much
anymore
except that i do have some
funny
whimsical
insightful
posts here if you wanna catch up…
but for the new stuff
go over to quixotic mama
where you can
fly away
i’m not using this page
so much
anymore
except that i do have some
funny
whimsical
insightful
posts here if you wanna catch up…
but for the new stuff
go over to quixotic mama
where you can
fly away
not everything coming out of the u.s. is bleak tonight.
check out my latest blog & art combo….
today! on quixotic mama
there is
(in the spirit of my old blog over yon)
a story of an epiphany about being an empath
and!
(in the spirit of my new quixotic mama transformation)
a daily drawing
of a big blue beardo rooster…
enjoy!
i am very excited about the picture i drew today, but you will have to go over to quixotic mama if you want to see it.
when you are in a relationship with me, nothing is ever easy…until it is.
just go check it out
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
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:
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!
i survived 6 days of sick poppy. i was thrown up on 17 times…but only pooped on once.
meanwhile, i’m broke. we need to find a place to live. iggy is tragic & manipulative beyond his years. poppy is teething. misha and fidgit bicker despite my logically pointing out that he is 3 times her age; therefore, he should be 3 times more mature. and dusty…. my dusty. our relationship is a source of inspiration. a source of devastation. a source of hope and happiness and horrible angst. that’s how love is for some of us. it’s not all romantic comedies and sitcoms. i’ve accepted that. some love is dystopian katana-wielding madness–in a good way.
page 32 is in the works. i am also trying to draw when i can to keep me & my pens fluid. i also started trying to log my day to day, one of austin kleon’s suggestions from steal like an artist. so far i’ve logged about two crappy days. i’m hoping i can log about better days soon.
check this out for some of my angst-y middle school level poetry: http://quixoticmama.com/2015/05/08/the-scars-we-wear/
i kind of enjoyed my post today at quixotic mama (my alter ego to apocalyptic mama). i thought you might, too.