Sep 252017

Amazingly, six paintings from last week. Sorta. Two of them I was able to fit in because I found and used old sketches, and one wasn’t a lunch time painting, but a Friday-night-on-the-couch drawing, but I’m putting it with these guys.

Lunch hour painting.
… than to confuse me with someone who builds a dam.
A couple internet otter-memes inspired this one. Otters are pretty fucking cute. Had time for this only because I’d sketched it a bit last week, but hadn’t the time to paint it then.

Lunch hour painting.
I’m sure you can guess that this was done immediately after a work meeting.

Lunch hour painting.
A few weeks ago, I did a rough sketch of some witches, but ended up having to work for lunch. I flipped through the current sketchbook (which is getting towards the end) and found it and used it. Autumn! Halloween! Excellent! I imagine them waiting for their stew to be ready to eat on this crisp, dark evening.

Lunch hour painting.
As I put on my silky, traditional pyjamas one night last week and laid there in bed, getting sleepy, I had a dream-snippet of a snowy owl, looking tired, in a pyjama top. This mostly looks like him.

Lunch hour painting.
The very next night, another dream snippet, this one of a Tyrannosaurus Rex in a party hat. It was so funny, I had to paint it and I gave her a task – picking out party cupcakes.

Friday night sketch.
On Friday night I had an image in my head of … a certain thing, a guy in a comic, ultra-color style, smoking and … this is not it. This is only about 25% it. But, seeing this wrong drawing reminds me of the right one in my head, so it will serve until I have a chance to actually do it right. More Hellboy, less trendy boy.

Wow, lots of quick paintings last week! I need to remember that even quick, partial sketches that I don’t have time to refine and line will help me out later. Every small step helps. As well, sometimes I get uncomfortable that these are so loose, sloppy, and messy. I have to tell myself, again and again, that I’m doing the whole process in less than an hour. The idea, fast research, sketching, getting out supplies, sketch and linework, paint, dry, refine lines, photo, edit, and post. That is a lot of actions for a single hour. Plus, who gives a shit (besides that naggy voice in my head) if they’re messy. Fuck it. I have a creative hour for myself in the midst of a corporate workday and it makes me happy and more able to cope with shit. This is good.

Sep 192017

Halloween fabrics made into shag.
After a couple weeks of struggle with a time-limited project, I gave up. I couldn’t get it right and the clock was ticking. Defeat was admitted, pieces were salvaged and set aside for future reuse. [heavy sigh]

Another time-limited project is up next, but I couldn’t jump right into it yet. Instead I found myself in the mood to sew hundreds of tiny bits of fabric down. You really do have to be in the mood to spend hours doing this. I got another shaggy pouch done (a large blue one that is promised) and started on a large and small shaggy pouch in a Halloween theme. I did have to seek out some fabric from the stash for this, which was fun. I finished the large (seen above) off and now have one small and one medium pouch to finish. Before I can photograph them, I need to finish them all and clear my cutting board space, as that is where I take pics at the moment. I have too many things out lately. Need to finish projects and get them out of the way. I’m afraid I’m going to have to make this a goal next year; finishing partial projects and paring down some supplies. I need more space to move, do.

Sep 182017

Got two in last week! Woot!
Lunch hour painting
Monday painting in response to the big events local to my country right now.

Lunch hour painting
After entertaining the night before, I was tired this day. I played around with paint until something came up, and a fast poem about being tired and looking forward to sleep. Written in silver Sharpie atop the watercolors.

Sep 122017

Only got one in last week:

Painting on my lunch break.
Dreaming of the sea. The random choice was a picture of a woman with hair whipping about in a breeze. I thought it could look like ocean currents, so I painted my own with blue hair and put some sea creatures in it.

Sep 052017

Only two paintings last week – new work project is sucking up a lot of time, including lunch breaks. Grrr.

Lunch hour painting.
Friday was impatient with me while I was trimming up the latest quilt and I decided to paint her as big as her stare.

Lunch hour painting.
A creature considering the path to the Haunted Forest. Inspired by a comment from two hikers about skipping the path to the Haunted Forest. I would go, all things being equal.

I don’t know how to squeeze more time out of my life without giving something else up. I am selfish, I want to keep all the things. Maybe there is a way, a space between the known, that I can exploit.

Sep 042017

Earth's moon.
Sometimes, when you spy a beautiful, glowing moon on a Friday night, you simply have to spend half an hour crawling around your front yard with your tripod to find a shot mostly clear of tree branches that will allow you to catch some crater edges.

Sep 012017

This quilt has been done for a while, but I’m struggling to keep up with documentation lately.
Partitioned Batch Quilt - front
The Partitioned Batch Quilt!
57 x 81″ This is the first actual usage of my ice and snow dyed fabrics. At first I refrained from using them so that I could show them as examples during the ice dying session I had. When that was done, it took me a couple weeks to realize they were fair game and were now part of the usable fabric stash.

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
Then, I couldn’t figure out how to use them. I wanted to make a quilt, but I was concerned that cutting up these pretty fabrics would suck away their special-ness. If you can’t see the whorls and fades of all the dyed colors, why bother?

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
After a lot of hypothesis, folding, squinting, and arranging, I settled upon this design. I didn’t want to use only the dyed fabrics, nor dyed and solids, so I made it “anything goes” as far as source fabric.

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
As I began creating blocks of these special fabrics, I also began personifying them and their visual personalities.

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
This made me start thinking of them as people. Some are the same, but never identical. Some group together, while still retaining their individuality, but also becoming something more as a group.

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
Even groups with similar sizes, shapes, and colors have distinct visual and textural characteristics comparatively.

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
Perhaps I needed a more dramatic difference in the gray used in the background. There are actually two noticeably (maybe?), purposely mismatched shades of the background, but they look more similar now that the whole thing is completed.

Partitioned Batch Quilt - detail
I used raw edges on the layered blocks and I will NEVER do that on a quilt again. NEVER, you hear me, Future-Sarcastra?! Don’t fucking do it. Usually, I spend an hour or two finding loose thread ends and removing lint. This thing took nine. NINE HOURS! Even Friday was irritated with me taking so long on “her” new quilt.

Spoiled cat!

Partitioned Batch Quilt - back
And the back, previously discussed. This back makes me want to do a whole cloth quilt so badly, but my project list is too long and I am too busy for the foreseeable future.

Speaking of busy, documentation (blog posts) of projects and life will lessen for the next few months, unless I find some time between the cracks somehow. Work is going to be mad-busy, and after that I prioritize things like Slick, sleep, creative pursuits, and … and .. shit. What else do I do? Occasional social outings, hikes, moonlit walks? Fuck it, you get the idea.

Aug 282017

The week before last was very busy at work, so I only got one painting done. I”ve combined it in this post.
Previous week’s single painting:
Spider queen in her web.
Spider queen in her web.
I decided to paint a spider this time, and while sorting out how to go about that, came across the Moche, an ancient civilization in Peru. From artifacts, it is believed they were a matriarchy (women led, queens and/or priestesses) and one of their sacred animals was the spider. Thus, this spider lady wears a crown. I took my design inspiration from their pottery and jewelry artifacts. Also, I got a masking pen recently and was able to try it out on the web.

Last week’s paintings:
As of this painting, I started a new theme selection process. Instead of agonizing over what to paint that will fit into a lunch hour, I open my draw/paint inspiration folder, close my eyes and scroll wildly for a bit, then click. Whatever is selected, I have to paint somehow. It is working.

Lunch hour painting, Cave Cats
[Selection was the title “Cave Cats”] This is not the way I thought this title would lead – I envisioned pointy, lithe. dark cats changed from generations in caves. Instead, I came across some Irish mythology involving a cave and giant cats to defeat. This two-headed cat monster guards the Oweyngat (Cave of Cats) and the rare, magical flowers which grow at the entrance. Smart questors will bring treats and be ready to provide chin scratches. Furthering Irish myths into my graveyard world. I used Scottish wild cats for a creature reference. Originally thought the green was too green, technicolor, unrealistic, but then I remembered the way Ireland was green and I think I nailed it. Search my blog for Ireland and recall all the green for yourself!

Painiting of ensign wasp on bittersweet nightshade flower.
[Selection was a microscopic close up of an ensign wasp] Killer of cockroaches. Ensign wasp (aka nightshade wasp) on a bittersweet nightshade flower (solanum dulcamara). For an idea of actual size, these flowers are about half an inch across and the ensign wasp is about 1cm. The ensign wasps are mislabeled as parasitic, since they will insert their baby eggs into roach eggs. The wasps then devour the roach in the egg as they grow, and later hunt and kill cockroaches. Good job, insects!

Brain Corrugator 1000 painting.
[Selection was an image of a brain and various notes & ideas]
Thought it would be funny to have a product for your brain. The new Corrugator 1000 will empower you to wrinkle your gray matter faster and more efficiently than ever before. Don’t be left behind!

Pumpkin Vine
[Selection was a sketch of vines with flowers in a circle.] Decided it was okay to go ahead and get excited about autumn a little. I hope to grow pumpkins in the wasteland of my backyard one day. I may turn this into a sticker or card or something.

Another week of artistic productivity over lunch!

Aug 222017

Slick and I drove to the center of the path of totality for the solar eclipse. It was excellent and I’m glad we went to the effort. Here is an animation of the field where we parked, had a picnic and laid on quilts in the grass, staring at the sun through protective glasses.

Very cool. I know the traffic was terrible for many, but we were close to our goal to start and stuck to the back roads. There was about an hour total spent on gravel roads, but we had almost no traffic woes at all. That was nice.

Aug 182017

Moxie checking out my bagel with cream cheese.
Moxie came over to inspect my bagel to see if I was worth her energy to be sweet to, for the price of sharing my breakfast. She is a complicated little cat, but this trade is a simple and obvious one, to her.

Aug 172017

Rabbit in the side yard.
Whilst in the backyard propping up my broken echinacea plant (I’ll share if it survives) I saw a rabbit who’d found the perfect sunbeam through the hedgerow. It was shining only on her and she was stretched out in it, practically glowing.

Rabbit in the side yard.
I tired to get closer for a better shot, but she turned to flee. They are prey animals, after all.

Rabbit in the side yard.
Immediately, I stopped, then stepped back slowly. She returned to her spot cautiously.

Rabbit in the side yard.
Mostly obscured by the corner of the house, I watched her start to relax again. Then I went inside and relaxed also.

Aug 142017

Lunch Hour Paintings
Ever since I discovered the existence of pangolins (through an art museum) I have loved them. They’re as incredible as armored dinosaurs. They are REALLY hard to paint though, not because of technique, but because of reference images. If you do an image search, you’ll see that about half the photos of pangolins depict their horrendous abuse, poaching, hunting, and worse. Hard to look at.

Lunch Hour Paintings
This dog is having a relaxing time with his new record.

Only two paintings to share from last week. I have other projects taking time, but they are not in a state ready for sharing.

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