INKtober day twenty-two–once upon a time

this is my favorite part of the day. the finishing & posting the inking of the day. the seeing how it turned out. the writing this post in my head as i shade and ink.

crap…what was i going to say? damn minions demanding my attention. ahhh….

oh! yeah! so–have you ever been yelled at by your tarot cards? it is quite the experience, believe you me. i have a very shout-y deck of tarot cards. i have been avoiding them for ages because they always want me to be fixing things about myself. getting rid of dusty. taking my art seriously….

taking my art seriously. that is what they yelled at me about last night. yelling tarot cards looks something like getting a spread full of major arcana (cards about being on a higher plane & doing serious work) and then having them all be inverted (upside down.) for you non-tarot people. upside down is generally bad bad bad.

yes, i don’t take my art seriously. as i told a friend today, i always have this voice in my head saying, “that’s a really nice little picture there. too bad it’s not real art.”

fuck.

so i have to take my art more seriously or suffer the wrath of my cranky tarot cards…any ideas? tips? where do i go? who do i bother?

fuck.

i’m going to have to start googling stuff.