Ironic that the most angsty pictures bring the most joy to draw. Or maybe just the law of averages, if most of them are angsty. It’s been a slow year for drawing, but mostly for good reasons. Like spending 6 months doing a brewing course. It’s been a tough year for life, settling into a […]
Nothing too profound to say about this one. After rejecting the message of this idea in the last post, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. And what a joy to work on it’s been, learning to push myself to do it in awkward gaps of free time now I’m spending my Wednesdays at the beer […]
Is it life imitating art, or the reverse? Neither are turning out the way I expect. Feeling like I had no burrow to retreat to, no place in our house that was mine, I bought a partition. Built myself a wall around my desk to draw in peace. Emotionally I’ve been doing the same. Telling […]
A gentle drawing about grief. I finished it last week, but the hardest part was not being able to text a picture of it to Michael. I should have posted this then when I’d had two Wednesdays off to myself, for the first time in months, when I was feeling positive about things being back […]
I keep forgetting the details. We were talking the other night about how Karen’s gall bladder emergency was a major trigger last year for Brigitte’s breakdown. But then we remembered the boy who was stalking her, and talking about killing himself, just beforehand. I’d been so focused on the aftermath that I’d forgotten that when […]
Last Wednesday I couldn’t face the picture I’d been working on. Another one that’s a bit grim, but somehow didn’t seem dark enough. The Wednesday before that I’d sent a progress photo to cousin Michael like I always do when I’m working on something. I’d thought I was sending texts and photos for him, keeping […]
This one sat half done on the sidelines for a while. I got stuck on how to do the sky, but waited so long I forgot what I got stuck on! Procrastination not really a winning strategy…
This was one from December last year, a patch emotionally dark but creatively fertile. I was glad to see the end of 2022, but not expecting much brighter from 2023. Luckily I’ve been proved wrong so far, following up my usual new year mood rebound with some family wins. Like the drive to live life […]
To take the boiling frog metaphor right to its end, at that moment a month or so back it was more like sitting scorching on the bottom of a boiled dry saucepan. I really jinxed it the day of that last post, writing and telling people things were getting better. Tempting fate by buying some […]
This was probably the lowest point of my mental state, coming at the end of the worst few weeks I’ve ever had. It’s much easier to deal with your own pain than that of others. I was out walking, feeling that there was nothing to be hoped for but swimming hard to even keep the […]