So, I told my boss to cut my hours. I should be working five days a week now. I rather be poor than an unhappy, artless artist. Need to prioritize more and put myself first for once. I get to see my doctor this Thursday and will hopefully get a medication change so I'm closer to normal and can focus on what I want to do rather than what I need to do and being overly fatigue because I work too much and medication robbing my of life and soul. Oof.
While I haven't really been up to anything significant of sorts I've doodled some and done this and that for people (and still have more to do).
I also have a music pen pal. We make cds to each other and send them in the mail. I was a total jerk and took almost six months to send my response and put together a multi-media piece for her to make up for it. What says, "I'm sorry for being a jerk and how does time work" better than art? Nothing. Because artists don't know time. Nope.
I'm not positive but these are probably the best pictures I have of the art and cd. I forget if I used the cannon to take more, but if I did I'll be sure to add them. The piece is mostly marker, pen and embroidery.
New phone. New old keyboard with sticky keys. Dumb.
I feel like I should also mention that I've been re-watching one of my favorite childhood series: Xena the Warrior Princess. Hello gay subtext. Hello, hello, hello. Never caught that before lol
And then a sketch. Looking at this reminds me of how I need to design my damn tattoos and Jesus christ--it's been a month since my last post and that really puts how exhausted and short on time I've been into perspective. I need an art related job because my head pops. Yep.
