INKtober day four–catch!

colored ink today
another place i like to look for the pictures,
in ink splatters.

i love messy. messy everything. messy art. messy gardening. even messy kids. making a mess in fun. finding art in it, is most excellent.

i started one picture that turned into a princess having her hair done by a t-rex. yes, sounds cool–but looked “meh!”
while i was doing it, fidgit, my number one minion, asked me to draw him a picture.
i asked him what he wanted a picture of.
he said, “a whale.”
i LOVE humpback whales. i’m not great at realism, but i can do a half-decent humpback whale (thanks to fidgit teaching me how. he is also to credit for my squid pictures.)

so i soaked a piece of paper. then i splattered it with black ink. then some more black ink. more. then i let it dry for most of the day. then i drew in the whales. then i painted the world with ink. then i painted the water. then i painted the whales. then i used my pen some more.

to recap: ink, with more ink, followed by ink & ink & ink.

almost done…

character profiles 016 character profiles 017 character profiles 018i finished the last character profile painting last night at one in the morning as my ex-husband held our wide-awake baby and glowered at me.  that was simon starbuckle’s painting–perhaps my favorite & the one i am most happy with.  maybe i should have my ex glare at me while holding the baby for all my work.  ha!

i finished.  despite depression.  despite thoughts of–why don’t i just drop out of school?  despite feeling like i’m a fraud to call myself an artist.  despite four kids and an ex plotting against my project.  i finished the four character profiles.  now i have one more of the big paintings to finish before my critique tomorrow at 1:20.  will it happen?  stay tuned.  meanwhile i have to give a presentation today in another class.  meanwhile i have the toddler hitting the baby.  the cat attacking the nine year old.  and the six year old screaming at me that i hate him.  dishes to do.  dinners to cook.  toilets to clean. diapers to wash….

my watercolor professor says i need the fabled “room of my own.”  yes, that, perhaps, and a visit from mary fucking poppins.

onward!

playing with technique & appearance

art by fin, soy, & me 001 art by fin, soy, & me 003 art by fin, soy, & me 006i am happy with how three out of four of characters look, but i am struggling with the looks of my heroine, gertrude buttons.  i spent last night playing with watercolors and ink and drew so many faces.  after i added thick lashes and eyeliner to my previous picture of gertrude buttons, i felt i was on to something.  i also was kind of satisfied with this picture of her and her co-star, harvester jones.  i just feel i haven’t quite gotten her right.  it has not clicked for me yet.

meanwhile, plots are starting to develop in my head.  i want it to be fantastic, yet real.  which means i need to pull some serious talent out of my butt.

we’ll see how that goes.

i had to dust off my scanner–i finally finished a new page

i had to dust off my scanner--i finally finished a new page

page 18!!!
that only took forever.
i have fallen out of my groove & really need to climb back in.

moses is finishing up her thoughts on motherhood and zombie fighting as she sits around a late night kitchen table with her fellow squatters in a dystopian society complete with zombies & cannibals.

i need to work on my splatter technique. i want to try using a straw. i envy ralph steadman’s skill with ink & brush. i will have to practice. also…i still don’t know how i feel about my morlockesque zombies, but….

i finally finished a new page!