Monthly Archives: November 2020

Tonight’s Painting (just ugh)

Just the worst. Just awful. I hate them. Except the last one. The nice part about this one is I got to use white. And this gross Akira baby. So I just settled in for some practice. Oh look out!

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Lock downs and suicide

I’ll offer my bona fides: in 2016 I pulled myself out of a spiral of alcoholism and homelessness, and I’ve suffered from suicidal depression my entire life. I speak from lived experience on this topic. I’m not talking down to

Posted in Depression & Suicide, Pragmatism

Tonight’s Painting (The 3 hour sesh for 2 paintings)

I used a picture of my cat, Professor Ice Cream, as the featured image because I didn’t want to spoil either painting for you. And, Jesus… I don’t quite know what happened tonight and I don’t think the paintings themselves

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Last Night’s Painting (Uh… Good Sesh, Can’t Think Of Anything Else To Say)

I’ve become an evening painter. What started as a sunny morning outdoor activity has become an indoor, (relatively) late night thing. But anyway good sesh and let’s dig in. The warm up was a warm up this time around. I

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Tonight’s Painting (The Session Of Pure Frustration)

Yep, as self-expectation gets higher so doth frustration. After doing well yesterday and picking new reference of someone I really admire I set myself up for a disappointing sesh. Disappointment which I turned entirely in rage – because at least

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Yesterday’s Painting (The Best Eyes I’ve Done So Far. Period.)

Alright, this one is the star of the show, pick of the night, and it was the first one I did. It was the warm up. And I notice that seems to happen a lot – first one best one

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Art & Drugs!!

There’s one big misnomer I’ll clear up first – drugs are not good for creativity, necessarily. Drugs can be good, for lots of reasons, but in art they’re really only good for people who are already good at stuff. Like,

Posted in Painting, Pragmatism, sobriety, Songwriting

Tonight’s Painting (Naked Lady Is Naked, You’ve Been Warned)

I heard someone else talking about why painters paint so many women and I always thought it was, to coin a word, appealism. To make something appealing to the audience. It’s why a million shitty album covers are just faces

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Yesterday’s Painting (Hesitantly Declaring Pain Period Over)

Knock on wood, no jinxies. Because I really liked this sesh, even the stuff that’s not honour roll – like The Praying Fighter – is still visibly an improvement, and stuff I hadn’t done in a long time like Smoking

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Expression

So I was thinking about music… Actually about how I used art to cope with sadness and then thought about music and how I I got good enough at writing music that I could write a song that accurately captured

Posted in Painting, Pragmatism, Songwriting
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