I swear I thought they had disappeared forever. Never leave me again!
I swear I thought they had disappeared forever. Never leave me again!
Everything is terrible and I spend about half of every day wishing I was dead, but here, I’ve been teaching myself hand embroidery and here’s crappy Kindlecam proof.
I have not been arting a lot recently, although I have done an index card for every day of 2015 (not always on time) and am continuing to mess around in the crap journal. Right now my brain is mostly taken up with writing and computery things.
My mom talked to my sister today — a couple of weeks ago Betsi sent her an envelope full of art inspiration, so naturally we teamed up to send one back. Apparently I am good at thinking up art prompts? In fact, having sent three cards full to Betsi, I went on to make two more as my daily cards because dang it, it was fun.
I still don’t have access to the scanner or a decent camera, so since these are very simple I have recreated them:
If any of these bring you inspiration, please run with it! And then come back and tell me all about it. :)
So that’s reasonably successful so far. I’ve done a bunch of stuff in the crap journal, made index cards for all but today, located the Aeneid and the black-and-white book in the mess (yes! I have been CLEANING! Tremble, mortals), and figured out how to take a photo that’s not complete rubbish in the interim. It involves a lot of guesswork and balancing stacks of books, though, so don’t prepare to be dazzled just yet.
None of my recent art is worth writing home about, so today I am doing a thing I have been meaning to do for a while, one of the Three Solemn Tasks of the Initiate Art Blogger: posting about my basic art kit.
It lives, if you will believe it, in a cheapie little makeup (?) pouch with a zipper. My mother picked up at the discount store as a stocking stuffer a couple years back, and it works swell, as Mr. Beaver would say.
It contains, on any given day:
The current glue stick I think may be discontinued, which is a shame because it is ace; it grabs fast and sticks hard. I am not sure what I’ll do when I’ve used it up. Not shown are a mechanical (soft) pencil, white and black gel pens, and the kneaded eraser.
The best part is that all of that only fills the bag about halfway, so I have plenty of room to wedge in a travel watercolor set if I want it, or some colored felt pens, or several rolls of washi tape, or even a tiny sketchbook if I am travelling extra light. Otherwise I just stick it in my shoulder bag with any given journal, and then I am fully prepared if I have a sudden attack of Art while sitting in the pharmacy drive-thru.
Originally I kept my watercolors in it, because that seemed to be the done thing — all the books and all the blogs say ALWAYS CARRY YOUR WATERCOLOR SET! But the truth is I paint a lot less than I draw or collage, so I ditched the paints for the colored pencils. I can always put them back in on a day when I feel painty. This is what I had to learn for myself — your Basic Art Kit will evolve over time, and it does not need to look like anyone else’s.
I have always READ about people keeping two or three or six journals at once, and thought wow, wouldn’t it be nice to have that much to say? Creative work for me is generally more like whacking the bottom of the ketchup bottle until it spurts out some dubiously appetizing gunk. (I don’t even like ketchup. Maybe I should have made this metaphor about acrylic paint. Never mind.)
What I’m saying is, I am such an obnoxious perfectionist and so bored with my own thoughts that I’ve been like “what would I even put in six journals. Half the time I can’t think of anything to put in any journal.”
But. I am trying it.
Here’s the thing: I hate messes. I know, I know. Art is messy and that’s all part of the unbearable beauty of it, and also you wouldn’t know it to look at the state of my room. But I hate ’em. I don’t like my food touching. I hate coloring outside the lines. I can’t stand getting glue on my hands. I freak out if I step in something wet.
So I’m trying this: keeping several different journals to prevent cross-contamination.
There are no pictures of any of them today, because my life continues to be a star-spangled disaster and I’m doing well just to string together coherent sentences. But, y’know. That’s where I’m at.
Still no decent photo capability, so here’s a card I did last year.
Still no camera or scanner in working order. But I did make 31 index cards in January (and so did my mom!).
I’ve had better months, but I’ve also had worse, so I’m not gonna complain. (Much.) I’m trying to think of the index cards as being like taking my meds — I don’t always want to do it, and if I miss a day it’s not the end of the world, but I really will feel better and more able to cope if I keep up with it.
I’m trying to get back into art journaling too. It’s hard. I feel like I’m always forgetting how to do it — the way I’ve forgotten how to write creatively — and have to keep re-learning, which is infinitely frustrating. Some days I feel almost like I’ve got it together, and then the next day I’m feeling desperate and trapped and incompetent again.
But I made it through January, one card at a time. Now I just have to make it through February.
In addition to all the other goings-on, I have mislaid my camera, so all I can give you is crappy webcam snapshots of my art. Which is discouraging.
I have, for approximately the twelfth time, forgotten how to keep an art journal, and so I am resorting to the index cards again. I am doing one per day, whether actually on the day or not, and this is one from last week. My friend Nan is the remorseless fiend responsible for my Captain America situation, so it is only fair that I make her watch Agent Carter with me. (It’s on ABC! You should watch it too if you like any of the following: spy shenanigans, the 1940s, Marvel superheroes, women being awesome, extremely British men being adorable, the above hat. /end plug)
I got a gift card to the craft store for Christmas, so I spent part of it on the Polycolor pencils I have been eyeing for a while. They are pretty sweet! More testing is required.
I did stick out ICAD until nearly the end, and I’ve got the cards lying around here somewhere. But I sort of forgot I had an art blog over the past six months due to factors including but not limited to:
So that’s what happened there.
In the interests of making this post less banal, here are some ATCs I did awhile back:
|Acrylics, glossy magazine pages, and one of my dad’s old SF mags.|
Here are some cards from the second week of ICAD.
Yes, that upper right-hand one was done for the prompt “magenta”, and yes it was totally phoned in. (The 14th was extremely busy, in my defense.) I’m pretty proud of the other two, though.
Broke out my trusty glitter gels for this lady. I’m practicing drawing different types of hairstyles, cos we can’t ALL have flowing waist-length tresses, right? (“Vivat Regina” means “long live the queen”. I am all about queens. And princesses. And tiaras for all, really.)
This is a review of an imaginary book, using text from old encyclopedia articles, including an AMAZINGLY condescending one about Elizabeth Barrett Browning. (Did you know she was only a “minor poet” because her emotions were too strong? *eyeroll*)
I may have used up my month’s supply of purple, but it was worth it.