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Diss[connect]

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      It’s.#inktober! So for this month, I have to do a drawing in pen, marker or ink of some type everyday.

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     Of course,  I’m not going to post each and every one,  though you’ll probably end up seeing them all. Plus it never hurts to practice a bunch…

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      Its been tough though. First I injured a finger on my drawing hand.It became all swollen and discolored. The pain wasn’t too bad,  but I hated doing anything with it.

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         Then my roof fell in in my kitchen! Apparently it had been built wrong to start with and came down with a crash. I’m scrambling now to install a new one.

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     Despite all of the nonsense, I cranked out a picture a day without fail. More to the point I’m learning how to streamline my process.

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        So that’s it for now. I’m learning a lot about the business side of art as well. Hopefully I will be able to put it to use soon!

Happy New Year!

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      Yay, I finished my picture!  Hugs all around. Even though I missed the bodybuilding show that a lot of customers attended,  a couple of people sent me pictures…

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      Of course I have no idea what I’m going to do with them. All the images,  coincidentally, are of the female competitors. And this far away. At least they were being helpful,  so if you’re reading this, thanks.

      To be honest a lot of my energy right now is being expended on getting my home repaired. But hey, if you can’t make time to draw, what’s the point?

Infinite Ability, Finite Time

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     Hopefully,  today is a day where you remember your heritage and the little Italian slave who went on to bring Christianity to the emerald isle. For the rest of you?

     Don’t get too drunk.

     I’m starting to wonder if I’m approaching the upper limit of my stress threshold. Lately my chest has had sporadic twinges of pain. I would have ignored it when I was younger, but now it worries me, so I’m going to get a check up.

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      Walked into my edit suite and found a box under my desk. Apparently it’s been decided that I need a new computer, without checking to see if it’s true. The actual truth is worse; I edit on a Mac and no one else knows how to use it! Plus I’m on Premier Pro, so they’re switching me to Avid. That way a certain employee can use my raw footage. sigh….

       Finally, I’m getting my insurance check to fix my house! My ex has been really helpful. IT MEANS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

Life

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   I’m a terrible person to try to keep up with. A lot of things have happened to me recently and I was sidelined for a moment. Still, I only slowed down and my drawing was always at the forefront of my concerns.

    Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been doing more”traditional” type work. For me, it’s a little easier to do; I still find myself concentrating somewhat to illustrate digitally. Oh well…

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    This image bothers me. It’s not that it’s inaccurate or incomplete. It took all of 10 minutes to realize what was wrong; I like her. When you draw someone you like, there’s a glow on them, but it’s only in your head. So it gets lost in the recreation. That’s why artists tend to repeatedly draw their muses to some extent; you can’t draw love, you can only feel it.

TGIM

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         Ok, deep breath.

        Hey guys!  It’s going to be an awesome week for me. I took up the challenge of creating a color image with multiple themes. Since I haven’t done this before, I figured, “why not?”. Yes I’m a dumbass. Oh well…

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         The themes were a servant, night lights,  reflection, perspective and a landscape. So the kid in me figured Silver Surfer on his board looking down on the nightside of earth, staring at our cities. Bam! Combo!

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         So far, I’d gotten most of the way when I was reminded (well, told) that I needed to finish the digital piece I’d started. Makes sense.

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For an added bonus, the hand of Galactus!

       After a little more work,  it turned out pretty nice.  Of course, the talent is the real arbiter of it’s value, but sense I almost never draw background stuff,  I was pleasantly surprised. All this while listening to enough Evanescence to kill almost anyone. I worked harder at playing this weekend than my actual job!

        Man, I miss work.

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TaDaaaaa!

Workrelease

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      For a change of pace, I pulled out my sketchbook and begin to draw the old fashioned way. It helps me get my sense of scale back, as well as the touch needed to create. I’m not much for imaginary images (yet), so these exercises help me somewhat.

       There has been an increase in difficulty with gaining new customers lately. One of the artists who mentors me said to not be surprised in lulls when it comes to clients and to take any downtime to work on personally gratifying projects. I do have a pretty ambitious one in mind…

      A single picture containing every single member of my family who ever served this country.

      As you’d expect from four generations worth, that’s a large undertaking. Add to that the need to procure images and information…yep, not a small task.

     Guess I better get started, huh?

Hardness

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         I’m heading on to my next drawing. Because I have to complete a lot of them, I’m getting a lot of practice. With all of the time I’m spending on this, I actually feel more centered and peaceful.

         My girlfriend is being pretty understanding, so I try to do nice things for her, like restaurants and stuff. After all, being supportive is important to me. So I fully intend to return the favor.

        In fact, since I dedicated myself to drawing, my life has gotten better. I shouldn’t be surprised though.

        My art feeds from any negative emotions or experiences in my life. I’ve always known this intellectually. But there was a decade long span in which I didn’t draw. I was angry and hurt.

       My wife left me.

        I instinctively began drawing after my suicide attempt.

      I’ll admit it; I sucked hard at first. But I felt better. But something was missing and it took awhile to get it. Darkness and sadness can’t be allowed to build up or it can overwhelm you. I let my pride in my own resistance blind me to my truth.

      …I guess I’m a good person. I just feed on bad emotions. Mine. Yours.

      Feed me.