The past two days have been interesting, to say the least. My anxiety kicked up again, yielding two more panic attacks...oh joy. There's an increasingly chaotic external environment: COVID-19 positivity rates rising, looting, SAT nonsense (thank you College Board for not giving anyone information and for being very uncooperative). Am I angry at people in the world? Yes, and I know that's a generic, over-used phrase, but I truly am. I'm tired of all of this. I'm aggravated with the current state of the U.S. There's moments where things feel fine, and others when it feels like things are closing in. No one knows what the next few months will bring and tensions are high. Will things work out? They will eventually; they better. But, at the same time, what the heck is even going on anymore?
A weird inspiration hit me while I was watching Broad City. "What if the dreams didn't come true?' with fairytales. So here's tinkerbell, frail, with no pixie dust, Peter ditched her to go back to the real world and she's lost the magic within.
Acrylic on canvas.
50cm x 70cm.
This started as a purely experimental abstract piece, but evolved to include both abstract and surreal (i.e. representational) elements.
My first attempt at pixel animation in a long time. This is a still from the animation. it is a bit rusty and I should probably add some more movement to it but for a general concept, for now I'm happy.
A geometrically stylized Doe and fawn illustration intended for the purposes of a greeting card. Materials used: Water soluble colored pencil, graphite pencil
This was a requested painting that is sold . There were a couple special requests that i’m still working on so as of right now, this painting isn’t finished.
