It's funny how one can be caught up in circumstances that appear beyond one's control. Practice delegates that one can be conscientious and remember that there is always a choice if we choose to acknowledge it. The natural world is the best example of how multifaceted and diverse life can be. It is in these ruminations that I realize, "Oh yeah. That thing I do that no one else can do. That place I go where no one else can follow. Yes, let's go there and find some peace."
After going through 6 years of art school, I am amused and comforted to find that my sketch book musings are still the source of what drives me. Yes, I am thankful for the polish and infrastructure I had learned in school but in the end there was still something missing. I missed that raw thrill of approaching my ideas with the power of abandon. I had begun to heavily censor my own thought process. When the spark of something new would erupt it would immediately go through the "Yes, but will it sell" filter and if it made it past that, over into the "Yes, but will it be cost effective" filter.
Don't get me wrong, being rational often helps head off more than a few disasters, but my working process was soon becoming a downer. After experiencing my first ocular migraine last week, instead of filling the Compazine prescription I was given, I did a little spring cleaning in my head and loosed the Kraken known as Tohellwitheverything! I like her. We get along just fine. After a good sleep, I started to work on sketching all the ideas I want to do but "haven't had time to do."
Harvey has been my aid for 17 years. He's featured on my Facebook avatar and is a wonderful muse. Seeing that he's 17, I should probably put together a bio. In the sketch above, I was inspired by the 2012 Year of the Drago post card exchange project at Baren Forum. There are a few other sources but as I continue with this piece, I'll go more in depth.
Here's a redraw of a tiny thumbnail in one of my sketch books that kept nagging at my mind. I don't know why this image feels so potent in my mind. It feels something like toiling to produce something with your life only to watch some asshole slither up and consume the fruits of your labor. Smell like 99% to you? Oh, Lana, you little buzz kill faerie you!
But, in other updates, YAY! My Dragon Postcard block is finished and now I can make color blocks! Yay! Believe it or not, this block will not be used the postcard. It's a key for the color blocks. You'll see. :-)