World War One Astronaut

Yet another in-progress piece that I have planned out to at least three iterations (making it another one of those triptychs, or more i detailed in June of 2008), I just get these ideas sketch them out then put them in my When-I-find-the-time folder I carry around everywhere. I think this one I was working out how to first connect the floating figure so it is more evident he is weightless and floating and then how to color it out to maintain a huge space and depth. I don't want it to be rendered out and land up flat due to haste.
Also, make him look more like the WWI astronaut but that ties into the connecting him to the scene with some steampunk-ish hoses and wires.
With the pens I got for christmas, I think I am getting closer to being able to finish this and carry it over to two or three variations.

briefly meeting lives

YET another sketch that I intend to develop into a painting someday.
I started college thinking of myself a Drawing-type of Artist, and left thinking myself as more of a painter.
It is not the destination, but the journey.

Q: Where does this road go?
A: The road does not move, it is the people that travel that do.

Ants on a mobius strip -- in progress

Like the title says, this is in progress and has been for maybe a year or more. A kind of fright has me spinning my wheels on this one, or... Had. I could probably finish it in an hour or more, I spent such a long time making it between raising a former infant for the most part alone/single and whatever else takes up my time, like job/housework/car/losing the house worries after buying the house worries/paying more in monthly bills than I make a month every month/family telling me I am not doing enough/etc. You know, ordinary stuff. right?
Anyhow, I just need to color the drawing in. Moreover, due to the time spent drawing all those screwy lines, I naturally don't want to mess it up and have to toss it on the discard pile. So I am going soooooo sloooooooowy that I forget that I still have not finished it in 3 years.
I think the end is in sight though. I can definitely say sometime in the next 7 weeks I will spend the hour or more and finish it. I started coloring it (one ant) in watercolor paint but it was not going well, so I stopped.
I even have the frame ready for it. Or, not. I sometimes find the matte is cut too small and it obliterates the composition by clipping the piece. Someday I will have to plan around that, or draw smaller things, or buy bigger mattes, or order a properly cut special order matte.

Hey! It gets a little boring not getting feedback or hoping some fantastic new person will see my stuff and want to whisk me off to consult with them on some fantastic earth-bending spectacular somewhere exotic and other than where I live, or even just waiting for some movie and/or TV star actress to fall in love with me. It can get boring. Maybe you don't know it but it does.
So click on the images to make them larger, and click me a email (or love letter if you are a desperately lonely but beautiful singer/dancer/actress, or ordinary person. You don't even have to be desperate, I am flexible).
Probably don't have to say this but anyway; I can come across little odd and hopefully never boring.

FFAC week #6. who'd of thought we'd last this long?

Words fail to describe but I'll try anyway... Two different brands of ink pens were used, and upon completion they would have been better if used for the opposite image than the one they were used for. Brown haired Ellen Page's hair should NOT be flat black and the far more subtle shades that were used for Bill Gates would have been great for Ellen's chest and lower face. The lips... My god, I picked this photo for the simple charm of their elegant un-showy-off-ness and instead got this exaggerated pucker due to the lack of subtler shades.

This is me, love it or leave it.

I thought I might have to put at least one photo of me up here, so here it is. This self-portrait was done, my god, maybe 15 or so years ago. I have not changed a bit since then, maybe one or two more wrinkles but since I take care of myself, I still look as young as the day I drew this.

4th of July Special early!

I decided since I was going to take off Friday for fourth of July, I could get away with posting two images for today's post rather than post one one day, then the other image the next. These were made in 11/2002, and oddly enough, 3/2003. I just think it odd that 4 months passed between them.

Time of my life

I realized this morning as I glanced back in the backseat at my small sweetly smiling son in his school uniform, that I am having the time of my life. I no longer have cancer, I have money in the bank to make my mortgage and buy gas, my son is happy and healthy enough, I have a good job/career, and if I could forget (and forgive) all the stupid ugly harmful things I have been told the latter part of my life about myself (and my son) I might just have a perfect life.