Pulling Out Of A Dive

   I'm digging my new day job. I'd rather be painting, obviously, but it's a much nicer atmosphere than my last one. I do miss seeing my friends at the old place. Bills are paid for this month, and there's a trifle to spare. A very nice feeling. I'm drawing and painting, and even selling shoes again. Life is getting much better. And the summer heat should be gone soon. Hooray for me.

I'm Getting There

    Uphill, all the fricking way. I can't build on anything without something unraveling. I set my computers up to increase my productivity. Then, somehow, they get jacked up during an update. Somehow the power goes out. Only in my studio mind you. I struggle to get them going again, wasting my days off for three weeks straight. I think I've finally gotten back to where I was nearly a month ago. Kind of like a bad time travel movie. I get so frustrated. I lose momentum. I can't decide whether to scream or cry. I tried painting instead. I started a ' pissed off ' painting. It did help calm me down and then turned into something cool. Then one too many times at the easel and it's looking like a nightmare that a parent might have. A really spooky looking child. Shoulda quit when it was cool. I think that's the most important thing an artist can learn. When to quit. Ah, well, it's back to the day job thing tomorrow. I need grants and patrons. Or a big lottery jackpot.
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One Fine Day

  I'm on a roll. I'm getting things accomplished. That's what I tell myself everyday. Some days it's true. Not so much lately on my days off. I've had computer issues for the past two weeks on my days off. No problems on the days I work, just my days off. I'm using a system involving file cards to set my to-do lists. It's working well for me. Big letters on each card spelling out the task. Notes underneath to help me get it done. A big hand full of cards clutched in my hand as I curse the internet. Or my slow computer. It really helps quantify just how much I didn't get done. I think I've got my problems solved. Just in time to paint a bit and head to bed. Oh well, at least I've got my artwork.

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This is the first page from my graphic novel "Epitaph". I'm hoping to an animation project based on it. I might even re-do the whole thing. I'm very proud of this.

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I'm A Shoe In

  I've started my new day job. I'm sure glad to be shed of the old one. It was sucking the life out of me. It was, however, motivating me to promote art in order to quit. My new job might not motivate me in that way, but I'm more motivated now than I have been in years. I'm hoping to get my shoe sales up. I've finished two pair in the past week and just started two more. You can see all of them here link and purchase a couple pairs if you'd like. I'm still painting every day and drawing once, sometimes twice a day. Maybe Those Guys will take off to the top and carry me with them. Anything is possible.

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