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Not afraid of whimsy…

A couple of weeks ago I did two drawing/painting type pictures that Jer insisted had a “Nagel-like quality to them” (Patrick Nagel…oh how I loved him). In addition to that, they are “pretty” and colorful and not typical of what I do. Still, I have to admit that I do like them, especially because they’re out of my norm, and it was really fun to experiment.

As you know from my last entry, I have drawings posted on Etsy and decided to post these as well. While they don’t really fit with everything else in my shop, I don’t care because I don’t really fit with everything else in my head. I suppose that makes it more honest and more…me *smile and wink*. Enjoy. 🙂

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New body baby…

New body as in body of work. I’m not sure where I’m going with it, but I have found that I’m very attracted to poppies. Symbolically they are of great interest to me – anything that is tied to dreams is bound to pique my interest (or obsession). I’ve also noticed that the use of poppies seems to soften things up a bit for those that are turned off by my work.

I stayed with my Grandmother a lot when I was a little girl and among the variety of flowers she had (has) were poppies. They surrounded the base of 2 oak trees that I played on and around. I loved the colors – bright bloody red, sometimes tinted orange and the petals seemed so vulnerable. We sold fake poppies made by Veterans to support the American Legion. The fake poppy petals were more resilient than the real ones and I always wondered why poppies were chosen for that specific purpose. I’m sure I knew I one time, but I can’t think of it right now.

Knowing the different things poppies represent I was hesitant to use them in my work, considering the subject matter, but hopefully it will be taken as something positive, whatever the interpretation. One constant running theme with me: I mean no harm.

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Illustration Friday: Lost

I’ll be honest: this was not made for this week’s Illustration Friday theme, but I think it fits very well. The word is “Lost” and the painting (“Lost and Found”) matches. This painting (6 in. x 9 in. with 1 inch border) was made a couple of weeks ago using watercolors. As usual, it contains bits of my own self image, the idea of loss, and even the eventual celebration of what loss can illuminate.

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Illustration Friday: Suspend

I like the word “suspend” and the many images that could be associated with it.

In November of last year I drew a similar picture while in a hospital waiting room. The idea of being suspended by a thread passing through the navel intrigued me. Sort of the second tie to life, with the umbilical cord being the first. However, once this tie is cut, it’s over…or the end of this is followed by the beginning of a new life, depending on your beliefs.

This time ’round I drew a hand above the suspended body, with the thread wrapped around the little finger.

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Illustration Friday: Refresh

With one day left, I jumped on it.  This made me miss my dojo loaches.

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Site, meet blog…

A gentle heads up for those of you that get to my blog via www.ItDoesArt.com: eventually you will be redirected to my site. I trashed it months ago – what’s the point of paying hosting when nothing is being hosted, yeah? My plan is to have the site up by the middle of this month. Woohoo! Of course, like the last one, there will be a gallery page so all the horror that spills out of my hands can be viewed at one time. Like a severely inappropriate picture book!

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I haven’t forgotten about you…

I swear. I think about you every.single.day.

I have been bound (and gagged) by horrible grown up stuff like…cleaning and signing leases and paying bills. Yuck. Short story with zero periods: Our lease is up in July, the same direction our rent is going, we were going to move, I cleaned like one does when preparing to move (as in, hauled ass cleaning EVERYTHING), I created a donation pile so large I will have to make multiple trips, decided not to move, everything is nice and clean, and I have been doing much artwork since. Even some things to sell! Woohoo!

Tonight I quickly sketched out a drawing for an eventual painting I want to do for our living room/Manbearpig Cave. Hopefully the painting will be done tomorrow when the Husband is gone. Then I will hang it in said cave so when he comes home, he can “oooh” and “aaah” and all of that stuff people REALLY into action figures do.

Please note that the current figure has 3 hands and some seriously twisted features…he will be losing 1 hand and his features will be restored.