The Latest
Apr. 23rd, 2022 01:46 pmI've been slamming paperback thrillers like shots this week, and it's been really good for my health to step away from the philosophy.
I have been terrible about art the past few months. Between moving and having to send my computer in for repeated repairs, I didn't even bother re-installing my tablet driver and drawing programs until yesterday. Outside of occasionally doodling and some practice exercises, I haven't done any art at all since November. Yesterday, I finally re-installed all my programs and started painting one of my Karen Russell illustrations. It's just the base colors so far, but I'm looking forward to detailing it. It's going to be an interesting lighting challenge to do a dark, moonlit scene, so I will need to do some research and step up my coloring game.

I have been terrible about art the past few months. Between moving and having to send my computer in for repeated repairs, I didn't even bother re-installing my tablet driver and drawing programs until yesterday. Outside of occasionally doodling and some practice exercises, I haven't done any art at all since November. Yesterday, I finally re-installed all my programs and started painting one of my Karen Russell illustrations. It's just the base colors so far, but I'm looking forward to detailing it. It's going to be an interesting lighting challenge to do a dark, moonlit scene, so I will need to do some research and step up my coloring game.

Settling in + new art project
Jan. 20th, 2022 06:17 pmI've finally mostly finished unpacking, and I've got a nice little work space set up for myself that is better than what I had at the old place, so I can get back to my projects. The cats have been a problem. Or, more specifically, Helena has been a problem. Jacques, who was supposed to be the problem, has been surprisingly well-behaved. Meanwhile, Helena has taken to shitting on the floor, and yesterday she bit my foot deeply enough that I had to call the doctor and ask for antibiotics. Hopefully it will pass once she gets used to the new place. At least the two of them have not beaten each other up at all, which is a relief, because this space does not allow for them to be separated at all times.
I haven't worked on a serious art project in a few months because I was focusing on work and writing and didn't feel particularly inspired to draw, but today I did a few sketches that I am planning to turn into illustrations. I've been wanting to do some illustrations inspired by St. Lucy's Home for Girls Raised by Wolves by Karen Russell, a book of short stories that has been very close to my heart for about fifteen years now. I'm looking forward to working on this series over the next few weeks. I've done sketches so far for three of the stories:
The Star-Gazer's Log of Summertime Crime

"I guess that's what growing up means...phosphorescence fades to black and white, and the facts cease to be fun."
St. Lucy's Home for Girls Raised by Wolves

“You have ruined it!” my sisters panted, circling around us, eager to close ranks. “Mirabella has ruined it!” Every girl was wild-eyed and itching under her polka dots, punch froth dribbling down her chin. The pack had been waiting for this moment for some time. “Mirabella cannot adapt! Back to the woods, back to the woods!”
Ava Wrestles the Alligator

“When you're a kid, it's hard to tell the innocuous secrets from the ones that will kill you if you keep them.”
I haven't worked on a serious art project in a few months because I was focusing on work and writing and didn't feel particularly inspired to draw, but today I did a few sketches that I am planning to turn into illustrations. I've been wanting to do some illustrations inspired by St. Lucy's Home for Girls Raised by Wolves by Karen Russell, a book of short stories that has been very close to my heart for about fifteen years now. I'm looking forward to working on this series over the next few weeks. I've done sketches so far for three of the stories:
The Star-Gazer's Log of Summertime Crime

"I guess that's what growing up means...phosphorescence fades to black and white, and the facts cease to be fun."
St. Lucy's Home for Girls Raised by Wolves

“You have ruined it!” my sisters panted, circling around us, eager to close ranks. “Mirabella has ruined it!” Every girl was wild-eyed and itching under her polka dots, punch froth dribbling down her chin. The pack had been waiting for this moment for some time. “Mirabella cannot adapt! Back to the woods, back to the woods!”
Ava Wrestles the Alligator

“When you're a kid, it's hard to tell the innocuous secrets from the ones that will kill you if you keep them.”