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This Week in Art & Life (But Mostly Pictures)

Last weekend Alex and I went to New York to see some comedy shows as an early anniversary thing and it was awesome.

We saw The Thrilling Adventure Hour and Comedy Bang! Bang! and went to a movie and checked out central park and generally had an awesome weekend. Then we drove all night Sunday night and got home at 5:30 am Monday morning, which actually wasn’t all that bad, although I’m not sure my neck appreciated it.

I also consumed unheard of amounts of caffeine, which has been exciting this week. When I went to Planned Parenthood to get my shots on Monday I was still buzzed and slightly shaky, so…I warned the nurse about that when she took my blood pressure, because I was also over-tired and talkative.

One shot in each shoulder
One shot in each shoulder

Gardasil? NO BIG DEAL. My arm was slightly achey for a day or two, but nothing more than mild irritation. Tetanus, on the other hand. Dude. My left shoulder is still sort of sensitive – much more sensitive and irritated than Gardasil arm, so, if you’ve had tetanus and are skittish about Gardasil, Tetanus is worse – but still not in the horrific “I WILL NEVER DO THIS AGAIN” category, so if you’re due for a booster, you should get it. Achey arms hurt less than dying, I’m pretty sure.

 

 


A lot of media attention is finally being given to the craziness that is modesty culture in homeschool circles, thanks to Hännah’s sister, Clare (who is amazing).  Which has made this week very Patriarchy crushing and awesome (albeit intense).

I’ve needed to paint for a while, and I felt like this week called for all of the art to happen – including a rage-comic I haven’t written yet, and one I have. I channeled all of my feelings of rage and patriarchy-crushing into paints and mirrors and canvas, which did wonders for my mental health (as it usually does), and I feel like I can breathe again.

Fuck the Patriarchy
Fuck the Patriarchy
Rage
Rage

Current Status

Listening: Imagine Dragons – Night Visions

Creating: Working on slowly painting and putting together my Archangel because I just picked up my caster (Lylyth the Herald) and need to build her, but dragon pieces were taking up all the space. It looks badass.

Dragon in progress

Feeling: relieved, and actively un-stressing (which can sometimes be a little stressful, but that’s what Imagine Dragons is for). Yesterday, well, actually since the weekend I’ve felt kind of on the verge of a meltdown between feeling generally overwhelmed with life and secret projects and mother’s day (don’t get me started) – it just didn’t let up until I let myself spill to some people. I don’t know why I suddenly (or not so suddenly) have a hard time telling people who I know care and are there for me that I’m feeling kind of depressed and on the verge of a breakdown. For some reason I feel like I need to take that on alone and it’s only after I break my own walls and admit it out loud (or in text) that I begin to feel better and less overwhelmed.

Playing: WoW – I’m almost almost to cap now! I’m over half-way to level 90, and I have entered the Vale of Eternal Blossoms so I’m actually battling level 90 things and earning more XP, which is great. I also found (finally) the alchemy vendor so I can make potions, and the person who you give the motes of harmony to. So I bought some Golden Lotus because you earn 2-3 XP/Skill with those in alchemy instead of just one. My Alchemy is 590-something now, which is exciting.

Watching: Strip Search! It’s become a habit of mine to draw while watching episodes. In that vein, tomorrow (Thursday 5/16) at 11pm EST I’m going to do a live-stream on KieryGeek with a friend and we’re going to do our version of a strip search challenge, so you should watch it. It auto-saves and posts to youtube too, so it’ll be up again after the fact.

A rose in armor

This is the progression – from concept to finish (with a blurry note in between) of my latest painting.

progression of art

It’s 6×6 Acrylic on a gallery wrapped canvas. It’s a weird image, two things that don’t really go together, but this is how I’ve pictured myself for most of my life – a rose hidden inside armor – and now, as the rose peeks out through the helm, for the first time and experiences life and sunlight and wind.

Welling

I’ve been sick since last Friday with a cold. I’ve quarantined myself from most of the people I would usually hang out with in order to spare any exposure. I’ve been trying to rest, emphasis on trying.

Meanwhile, I’ve been itching to paint but have had no energy to. The drive to put something on canvas is just welling up inside, and I feel like I would burst if it weren’t for the being really tired part. The weather, the rain, seeing, that’s been happening lately, noticing little details – the textures of rocks on the beach, the piercing blue eyes of an actor, that Jeremy Renner has really got the looking-cool-while-pointing-objects-thing down, those moments when you accidentally make eye contact with someone, or weirdly connect.

I like piercing eyes, human moments, connection…..little things that we generally ignore and brush over, little things that in some place in my soul, well up and make me come alive.

A Different Kind Of Canvas

before/current mirror

The feathers in the left (before) image are mine, I’ll probably add them back in, and the trim on the right is *actually* silver, the fog is more foggy, but yeah, image quality. :P I’m trying to go for the just-out-of-the-shower-and-drew-on-the-mirror-look – so I applied some heavily watered down white paint, and went over it with a paper towel, and then drew on it with my fingers to create authentic finger writing.