journal

"More of the usual, please!"

ABCs and sharkeys.

Needed a mini-breather after a busy spell! Good to be back at it. :)

Blackout poetry time!

Found a tidbit in the novel Grendel by John Gardner that got my creative juices stirring... :-)

Time and space adventurings.

The title for this one was inspired by a remark the DJ Marc Riley made on his BBC 6 Music show earlier in the week. Couldn’t resist getting inspired! As we self-isolate and/or minimise going out unless we feel the absolute need to, as Freddie of the Mercury once sang, “radio, someone still loves you ❤️”

Tonight’s tangent lead to this.

May any aliens watching us worthy folks take us somewhere not so disease-riddled.

...versus what? Who knows.

Wednesday wind-down time! Took a wander to my local coffee shop and came back with this. A job well done I’d say :)

It gets weird in Bleu's world most times, and for that I regret absolutely nothing.

Visual jamming, nothing new here! Also, hello February.

Last night's Wednesday wind-down.

Watercolour, ink and gouache on a graphic design students work from Leipzig 1923. Created during lockdown in response to Corona. For sale.

I started a new art journal.

"Hold your head up, you silly girl. Look what you've done. When you find yourself in the thick of it, help yourself to a bit of what is all around you, silly girl." Frustration, frustration, and the anxiety that goes hand-in-hand with it. It's hard to let these things go.

"There's a North in us all, but my North can't hold me anymore." Oh man, what a day/week/month it's been. Today was the end of first semester, a bit hard to believe half the year is gone, a bit hard to believe we still have half of a year left. The past 24 hours have been nothing less than mental chaos (maybe my coach was foreshadowing all of this when he asked if I was ok last night...) Anyway, here I am, here we are. Llemette on the left (name credit to Josefina), February journal on the right.

sketchbook pages

A thought I've been having lately- To make peace without forgiveness, I do it for my own mind, my own future, and you need nothing from me too.

This old car suits in the exact same place in my neighborhood.

sky colored mushrooms

A couple of pages from my 2017 art journal. Lots of random thoughts and doodles!

Page 18 of my Journey Journal. A study of my first impressions of the city of Berlin. Ink, gouache, watercolour on toned paper.

I was travelling two weeks ago, the train moved fast, so the only thing outside the train stable enough to be sketched was the sky.

Once again playing with shapes, colours, marks, and loads of squiggly, smudgy ink lines. No pressure. Just trying to get back into splashing around with paint and seeing what emerges.

"I take a step outside and I breathe the air, and I slam the door, and I'm on my way. I won't lay no blame, I won't call you names. 'Cause I've made my break and I won't look back; I've turned my back on those endless games." Although I'm a bit late, May 1st was Decision Day (congrats to everyone in the class of 2021!), and I'm proud to say I'll be a Blue Demon this fall (a very sciencey one at that).

This is another page from my journal. I will add text later. Acrylic paint and white gel pen.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CCtS009hqco/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link A beautiful moth came for a visit. Silky smooth (I petted her of course) and magnificent.