I Won’t be Happy until my FANS get what they Deserve!

Wha . . . did I really just say that? Did I really just quote Quattro from YuGiOh Zexal? Do I really know what Quattro and Zexal even are?! Jesse, if you’re reading this . . . *KICK!*

“I’ll gladly do anything for my fans” – Quattro

Sooo, today’s word was Fan and I decided to go with the Japanese folding fan because they’re so pretty. I’d actually like to explore this idea further.

Inktober Day 6 – Spirit

It was a busy day so I tried to do some sketches. This first one is a bottle of Gin with a Djinn escaping. Might be a fun idea to explore some more.

I had fun drawing these next ones. Who doesn’t love a good alien abduction story? I know I do lol.

And sketches from the movie Spirited Away. I watched that about a year ago with my boyfriend. He watched it as a kid and wanted to see if it’d freak him out now like it did then. It was kinda weird.

That night I had a dream caused by that movie and just now while drawing I remembered that dream and felt all weird. Our favorite line was when that spider dude said, “She’s my granddaughter.” We laughed so hard lol. And his little black pom pom spider worker boys are so cute.

And finally, the one I put on Instagram this morning. It was my original idea. It’s a Ghost Tequila bottle. I thought the ghost design was cool and it gives me double for the word spirit. Well, that’s all folks. Tomorrow is fan. Another word that doesn’t have me all fired up.

That’s So Raven . . .

Who else liked that show? It was one of my favorites. Sing with me now, “That’s so raven (it’s the future i can see)
That’s so raven (it’s so mysterious to me)”

That’s not the point though. The point is Cinco de Inktobre. I wasn’t that excited about today’s word. My expectations were so low I didn’t even use fancy paper. Poor thing didn’t even get it’s own dedicated page.

I wish I would have used better paper cuz it turned out looking pretty cool.

Someone’s missin’ an eye lol.

Think of All the Luck You Got

Know that it’s not for naught . . . no, day 4 of Inktober is KNOT. Pronounced Kuh Not. Just kidding . . . heh, a lil’ word play there for ya’.

It took me pretty much all day but I finished it.

Turned out pretty cool. I didn’t know where I was going with it. But I like it. I like how the light in each image changes throughout the day starting at 8 am and ending with 7 pm.

Tomorrow is Raven and I don’t have an idea yet that I’m happy with. Well, I have one idea, but I just came up with it so . . . we’ll see. Oh, and 10 badass points goes to whoever knows what song I was quoting in the title and first line.

Nuclear Wessels?

Nooo, not wessels. The word for day 3 of Inktober is Vessels. I found this cool image of blood vessels that reminded me of a tree.

These particular colors wouldn’t show up on black paper so I used some hot pressed watercolor paper. I love how smoothly these gel pens glided over the paper.

I’m a bit nervous for when I have to add the black around those skinny little lines, but I want it to POP like it does in my inspiration photo. And I was thinking of adding a little tombstone and maybe some other little details. So, it’s blood vessels but it’s actually gonna be a gnarly tree.

This Ain’t Texas Hold ‘Em

I’ve had this idea for a while to make a card game based on iconic Texas thangs. The word for day 2 of Inktober is Suit, and I wasn’t interested in drawing a suit of armour or fashion, so I decided this was a good opportunity to explore the card idea.

My format inspiration is from these Tarot suit cards. But the overall game play would be inspired by Yu-Gi-Oh or Old Maid or UNO . . . something like that.

They’re not finished yet, but here’s what I’ve got so far.

And there you have it. I was struggling to fit the long horns on the Texas Longhorn so it’s blank for now. I’m thinking of trying out an old worn out wood background for these, possibly just under the barbed wire border, and then leave the space behind the image white.

Inktober 2021 Goals

I’m giving myself some freedom for this Inktober. I’ll just post the artwork as is, whether they’re finished or not. I’m also not restricting myself to using JUST ink. I’ll do as much as I can with ink, and then finish it up with whatever medium will work best for the look I’m going for.

I’m very pleased with how these are turning out. I love Texas and I love the barbed wire border and I’m excited to see what I can come up with.

This challenge really helps me get inspired to create artwork.

So, who else is doing Inktober? More importantly, who else loves Texas?! If you do or you’re proud to be a Texan just let me know in the comments what your favorite thing about Texas is.

One more thing: Jess Karp is such a good artist and she’s made her own Jesstober Challenge, so go check that out for a lil’ inspiration.

A Cubist/Tenebrist Heart?

I was going for a tenebrist feel for this drawing. The word comes from the Italian tenebroso which means dark, gloomy, and mysterious. A lot of times we think love has to be all warm and fuzzy…rainbows and puppies. But Nazareth, The Everly Brothers, and Roy Orbison were right…love hurts.

I was trying to show the surfaces of the gem as well as make the heart look cracked and broken.

And I end up with Cubism lol.

I’ve never been much of a Cubism fan and I sure didn’t expect it, but I like how it’s turning out.

Inktense Drawing Practice

Dripping Mushrooms
Space Cupcake
A Mushroom

I think I’m done with the dripping mushrooms but the other two still need some work.

I watched a 30 minute lecture video about Caravaggio that was very interesting. I forget how much I like his artwork until I take the time to look at his stuff again.

I decided that I’d like to do a small drawing using the tenebrism technique. Caravaggio is given credit for inventing this style where the background is black, which helps to illuminate the image and make it stand out.

St Jerome Writing, Caravaggio. Example of Tenebrism

I’m not sure what I want to draw though. Something simple that I can get done pretty quickly…and I want to use my Inktense pencils. So, if anyone has any suggestions on something I could draw, let me know in the comments.

Back to Art Again

I’ve decided to go ahead and end the GoFundMe for my grandma. It’s just not God’s will for us. I’m waiting to make sure the person who donated gets her refund and then I’ll delete it. Since I was using my blog to get the link out there, I’m going to quit doing that and let my blog go back to being about art again.

We’re trying to get set up with another hospice. So far, it seems like they’ve heard us about the severity of her handicap. The woman even finished my mom’s sentences which makes me think she was understanding our struggle and concerns for my grandma’s end of life needs.

They also have an office here in town. We knew nothing when this whole thing started and just went with the most popular option for our area. But now we are more familiar with how some of this works. And this hospice is smaller and family owned. I’m hoping they will be a better fit for us.

To anyone who has been praying, I want to thank you. And hopefully I can find more time and energy to devote to making artwork. That’s actually something me and my grandma share. Through her life she took photos. She took painting classes. She drew and wrote poems. As long as she’s not suffering, I’ll be able to relax.

She’s always supported me and my art so I know that it’ll make her happy to know that I’m able to focus on it.

I actually found a Yale art lecture series that I’d like to watch. I was able to watch half of the first lecture and it was so interesting. Maybe you’ll find it interesting too. It’s so important to study art because it can inspire us and make us better artists. It’s good for non artists too 😃

Hospice Kicked Us Out

Thank God hospice kicked us out. At least the doctor said she’d still provide pain medicine. Apparently, my grandma was accepted into hospice because of dementia. Last I checked, hospice accepts you when you have 6 months or less to live. Dementia is not necessarily terminal in under 6 months. It’s called the LONG GOODBYE. You can live with it for a long time.

And when they refer to her handicap . . . they use air quotes . . . They say, “What ‘handicap’?”

No, it’s not “handicap.” It exists. She was born with it. Had it for 83 years. Walks with a limp and uses canes. And for an 83 year old, if it is left untreated as it was when she was in the medical “CARE” it becomes terminal.

It breaks down her digestive system. It causes her such intense pain. And all we asked was that they reduce her suffering caused by her handicap. Not to let us run out of medicine. Which they did over and over again. It didn’t matter how much we called or asked.

The aid who changed her diaper saw the pain. She was heartbroken. The weekend aid who isn’t apart of hospice noticed. She was crying. She couldn’t let it go. So, I don’t understand hospice.

I’m flabbergasted.

Feb. 18 this woman who was walking and aware, only went to the hospital to evacuate freezing temperatures. And she was given a death sentence by this corrupt organization. They had their records wrong from the very beginning. She never fell. They thought her “handicap” was because she had fallen. And dementia became the ONLY thing they could see. They ignored the one and only reason she is now bed ridden. The reason we called hospice.

She barely even has dementia. She has all her long term memories. She wasn’t leaving her keys in the fridge. Or forgetting how to dress. Or anything like that. She couldn’t keep track of the days so well. She actually kept track better than she gave herself credit for.

Her panic disorder in addition to being in her 80’s would cause her to forget short term things. But how is that dementia? It looks more like mental decline due to aging and stress and confusion caused by her panic disorder. It’s not that hard to understand. Well, it is pretty complicated. She probably does have dementia.

But that shouldn’t mean her lifelong handicap just vanishes.

I struggle to stay quiet during injustice. Especially, when my family member is being harmed. And after being yelled at so many times by hospice nurses, I finally started yelling back and calling them out on their injustices. And I promised my mom when they showed up today, I’d stay quiet and work on my drawing. And I did. Until she came and asked my opinion. And then I went off on them. It’s injustice. It’s inhumane.

But, I did at least lay down another layer of Inktense on this mushroom piece.