Corner of the world...

There are just some days that I wish I could just make a little corner in the world and snuggle myself into a corner of books, wooden bookshelves, and a dim light. For now, I'll snuggle myself into bed and finish my sketch-a-day in such an imaginary place...

This is your brain...

This is your brain.

This is your brain on drugs.

Remember that ad?

This is my brain.

This is my brain while migraining. 

This is my brain with a migraine, and me trying to meditate to get my system to quit reacting.

Back at the drawing board

I have been stuck studying for tests for the past three weeks. Any free time that I have had has been nose to the book, hand to the index card. Not my favorite way to spend my time. I went from sketch-a-day to no more sketching, period. Granted these were classic "high stakes" tests so my studying was valuable but the balance I usually desire with art/creativity is also a valid high stake.
Needless to say, I delighted myself on pulling out a new canvas and starting a fresh picture this morning--a commission I put off until after these tests were done knowing my self well enough to tell the person I wouldn't be starting them until March (there are two different paintings on the brain). Patching the new hole in my art overalls, I settled in to Irish music and painting in tonal colors a scene of mountains--not my first choice of subjects but I was happy the client picked the thumbnail that I was most interested in recreating. After about four hours though my joints were done as was my interest so now the boy and I are happily legs up vegging on the couch--until I get up and clean my brushes as my responsible self ought to do...