Well, here we are in May, and things haven’t changed much since I last updated my website.
Mr P is still home, he won’t be going back to work (restaurant) until… June? Which suits me just fine, seeing how my mental health, what’s left of it I mean, is basically down the toilet. So self-care, self-preservation are my number one concern. Me and my own, that’s it.
My PTSD-related vocal cord dysfunction is worse than ever, but fortunately I have little interest in speaking.
I don’t want to leave the house, I don’t want to be around roughly 90% of people. Especially since for some, the very concept of social distancing apparently requires a degree in Engineering.
Most people have no grasp of personal space at the best of times. But then, we live in an age when people have to ask if drinking bleach is a good idea. “Staying home is communism!”
So, misanthropy as a general life principle and attitude is working out great for Mr P and me. Hail Satan. I am the master of my life in spite of everything.
Speaking of misanthropy and social distancing, here are some excellent sources for face masks:
Plague But Make It Fashion (gorgeous, fun, finely crafted masks)
Dandy Serenity (cats and groovy sea creatures on Red Bubble)
And here are more first-rate tools for social distancing: Satanme‘s glorious, scintillating glitter medallions (of course I had to start with disco gold, the Sulfur medallion):
And here I am modelling it.
As for me, my focus is all about art and home.
I have fallen head over heels in love with alcohol inks. The perfect medium, in my opinion.
When I did a lot of art many years ago, my subject matter was mainly portraits. Since this whole horrid situation began and I rediscovered art as a relaxation method, I rediscovered it as a passion as well, and surreal, colorful, dreamy worlds with small figures are my subject matter of choice.
Once it was clear that I mainly wanted to create at home, and be home even more than I already was, I felt better. Tranquil, floaty music, incense, art, my 70s home lair… This is what works best for me. The only places I want to frequent (when the batshit calms down months from now) are small local shops, galleries, art gatherings. And local is a key word here.
Ideas for art pieces are coming at me so fast and hard I can barely keep up.
At some point this summer, I’ll have prints available, and original art.
When I began experimenting, I used colored pencils because that’s what I had. Also they’re fun to work with.
Then I did some research about water color effects on canvas, and that’s when I discovered the wonder of alcohol ink. First, I used Sharpies diluted with a bit of alcohol… A revelation. I adored it. I did a first test painting (8X10) with Hoppy Bun.
Here is the painting in its new home:
Oh, and while I’m on the topic of having a new focus, after a brief “getting back” on Dreamwidth and Livejournal, I’m done with those platforms. It’s simply not worth the trouble, time, or energy. I have vastly better things to do.
While I waited for my order of alcohol inks to arrive, I did another colored pencil illustration. Strawberry Island, 8X11.5 inches.
This is the next illustration, which I drew a day or two before my inks arrived. Cherry Balloon.
Fruit, clouds, mountainous hills, water and cream, sunshine, rainbows, hearts, chocolate, sweets… All of these will be recurring elements in my artwork. As well, structures with many tiny rooms.
My pieces will usually be around 8X10, 10X12, 16X20… Not bigger than that.
By the way, I give you alcohol inks:
Where has this medium been all my life??
Yesterday, I started to wonder what my Serpent Prince would look like if I devoted some of my surreal worlds to him… And I drew this small figure (sketch book is around 5X7).
He’ll be getting paintings of his own. I want to paint him pumpkin homes filled with little magical rooms… All sorts of things. Hoppy Bun and Serpent Prince will be my artistic inspirations for the foreseeable future.
I want to create trippy, dreamy, magical, tranquil images.
My other artistic focus: clay. More soon on that. Let’s just say that my little clay bunny has been working his talisman magic on me for a couple of years… Now I’m creating things that give me tremendous joy and satisfaction.
I write mostly for myself now, and for my Patreon members. New books will be fewer and much farther between. Besides, I said pretty much all I wanted to say in Rascal and Masterful… There is the possibility of short, quirky, first person memoiresque novels. We’ll see. And Mozart… I’ll get back to him and Salieri, perhaps this fall. Possibly.
In many ways, I’m actually doing better than I ever have. I’ve dotted the “i”s and drawn a line in the sand. I know exactly what I want to devote myself to, how and where I want to do it. And I won’t apologize for any of it either.
I am living what I wrote about in Masterful.
Live for yourself and for all that you love. Everything falls together for you then. Even if it takes a while, it is eminently worth the growth and struggle. The fruit of epiphany awaits the valiant individual. Those with ears to hear, let them hear.