20 February 2022
19 February 2022
I didn’t bother getting a good scan of this because I plan to keep working on it. It’s still taped to a board, so won’t fit on the scanner bed, hence blurry.
Got hung up working on the braids and ran out of time.
….aaaaand finished, I guess. 3/30/22.
18 February 2022
I think the relative isolation of the past two years has made me extra-aware of my social anxiety. Evening studio time spent decompressing after a gallery potluck.
17 February 2022
Spring is coiled up and getting ready to burst out. The maple sap knows it, and so do the birds.
16 February 2022
a very fine house
15 February 2022
when even is mardi gras this year? unplanned color convergence, that just felt correct.
14 February 2022
I am so restless and irritated this evening. I don’t quite know what to do with myself.
13 February 2022
calming and soothing the prickly bits
12 February 2022
Taking a break from the Inner Critics, to just go with the flow.
11 February 2022
I have posted before about how sometimes when I’m blocked I like to draw Princesses – in effect, my princesses are blockade runners.
There is an Inner Critic who tells me that my Princesses don’t really like me. They would much prefer to have been drawn by a Rackham, a Himmapaan, a Dulac, or Adrienne Segur. Or really, any artist with a better eye for detail, a finer hand, a stronger sense for color.
Sigh. Go to your room, Inner Critic. You may be right, but I am going to do this anyway.
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