Category Archives: art

It might be time to update the About Page

guess this is some kind of cat-girl *disclaimer: whatever appears as anything that resembles the representational is pretty much accidental since I am but a budding draftsman – infatuated and totally hooked on digital painting/graphics programs is what I am … Continue reading

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I know why

I am hopelessly, irrevocably, attracted to this: it’s like multi-tracking. Making music. Each layer is a different track. Lay down one layer/track, work on getting the next to build or relate – keep going until…? then play around with the … Continue reading

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my inner five-year-old went to smudging-town today in medibang

might’ve discovered a smattering of rudimentary vocabulary *disclaimer: where it appears photographic (sky & leaves) is because a photograph is beneath all of this.

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and then there is a time

to fiddle with Krita’s mind-boggling array of whistles & bells and let technology do the rest

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whatever appears real

is pretty much accidental (discovered bushes or trees – I called the woman to show her my first tree but she said it was more like a bush – hey, first bush, that’s okay too).

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why continue the charade

I can’t draw or paint worth beans but I keep coming back to messing with this stuff and I can doodle and scribble and try to figure out glossary terms sun-up to sundown and into the deepest depth of night … Continue reading

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morning quietude about to end, I am actually able to squeeze one more

honestly real time bloodshed may cause many to be queasy but keep clean the grasses and daisies and for vast majorities nothing sounds, tastes, smells, sweeter than war. Wars of words over how words written must run. Why else are … Continue reading

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