abstract, art, artist, drawing, psychedelic

examination of a psychedelic drawing

i did a series of psychedelic drawings that were very different from how i have drawn in the past. it was the same because it was line art colored with sharpies, generally fine size sharpies. that’s the difference. i usually do outlines with small fine liners or gel pens. those drawings are very precise and careful, colored perfectly, skinny lines. the line art is always black.

with this new series (not new anymore! they’re from  November 2016. i just say new, meaning different than my work usually is.) i decided to just totally go with the flow and take away the control, take away the formality, take away the slow, tiny lines. this is the uptight, perfect, detailed kind i’m talking about.

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2014 sharpies on bristol

or

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2015  prismacolor markers on bristol

they’re pretty impressive and they were challenging, but a lot of the time i think of things that are psychedelic, like acid or marijuana or mescalin or peyote don’t make your feel like being really small and detailed and careful. they don’t do that to me.

they make me feel wild and free, loose and comfortable, open and soft. i let go and let the trip take me where it will. i wanted the different series to reflect that part of psychedelia instead of the optical precise ones i usually do.

i started by using a sharpie that wasn’t black to draw the line art with. the other remarkable thing about that sharpie was the fine point size, the big ones (as compared to the smaller ones, the ultra fine kind). i wanted the outline to blend in with the drawing so i chose dark colors like blue, green, and purple that were dark but not as dark as black. they are not so dark you can’t see the color.  i let myself be sloppy and draw quickly. i didn’t have a particular color scheme. i just jumped in and did it. i think it took me about 3 hours to do it.

i will probably make the detailed, perfect psychedelic drawings more, but now and then, it’s fun to let your mind and hands go free.

this is one in the wild and crazy category!

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November 2016 sharpies on cardstock 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

anxiety, art, bipolar, chronic illness, chronic pain, depression, dog, dorgi, fatigue, fibromyalgia, illness, music, painting, writing

a blown fuse in the stereo was the catalyst…

we have a stereo in the living room that my husband built. it’s beautiful, both in looks and sound. IMG_20151104_161920192

(thank heavens that bloody elliptical machine is gone. we sold it on craigs list.)

i love hanging out in there because the stereo sounds so good. sometimes during the day when everybody else is at work, i crank it and listen to something that gives me the shivers like “black bird fly” and “because” (beatles) or mozart’s requiem or some bad ass soundgarden, whatever. the volume can be frightening because if it goes all the way up (only happened about four times in a decade) it makes me crazy. the only way i can function enough is to grab the cord and unplug it. i have PTSD  from my mother screaming in my face for years, so loud noises just rip me up.

right now there is a tiny fuse blown in the amplifier that my husband can fix. he figured out the problem with all kinds of tools and meters. i love having a man who understands electronics intimately! the problem is it’s a very specialized part, not the kind of thing you can get at Radio Shack (the one near me is finally going out of business). he ordered it from an obscure site that will take 10 days to get the damn thing. i’m used to Amazon Prime, free two day shipping!

so. no music for 10 days, at least not in the downstairs without headphones. breakfast, no music, lunch, no music, dinner, no music. i don’t like head phones that much, they make me feel too warm. i don’t like earbuds cause they hurt my ears (they must be deformed mutant ears) and the in ear kind won’t stay in. it’s those mutant ears….

that means i am driven up stairs. that’s not so bad because we have what we call the red room, which, big surprise, is painted a nice clear red. that’s the office art room. it used to be anyway. when i was feeling much worse than i do now, while they were trying to diagnose me, i couldn’t come upstairs much because it was such an ordeal, so painful. thanks fibromyalgia and your chronic pain!!! my huz moved most of the art stuff downstairs  and i hung out in the living room on the couch and did what art i could. when i felt good/better i could sit at the dining room table and paint. i can make it into my happy place.

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doesn’t that look fun!?

i’m way off topic! but who cares? it’s self expression and i should do whatever i feel like when i’m writing my blog, right?

there is a fab stereo in the red room and an other awesome one in the bed room, the purple room. the huz built both of those, too. building stereos, both the wood working and the electronics, is one of his hobbies. he’s a software engineer by day.

when i’m feeling crappy, which is 90% of the time, i can lay in bed and use my devices (that sounds rude lol), read a comic book, or draw in my sketchbook. inevitably i go to sleep. i think the pain just wears me out. plus fatigue is a biggie in terms of fibromyalgia symptoms. luckily the bed raises up at the top (like a craftmatic adjustable bed, remember those stupid commercials? doh!) so i’m pretty much sitting up and am more likely to stay awake, which is the goal.

i almost always have the puppeh in bed with me. he LOVES being in bed.

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my PC is in the red room. i didn’t use it at all for a couple of years. i was downstairs with my devices. the WordPress app is horrible, just awful. it won’t even show notifications, it just sits and spins it’s wheels. that’s a lot of why i didn’t write in this blog for months and months. i couldn’t use the PC which is the only decent way to work on the blog. (i can still read other people’s blogs on the devices, shwew!) the other thing was that i was so overwhelmed and in so much pain and so depressed that the idea of writing anything was repugnant. now that things are a little better, i don’t mind writing, i’ve come to really enjoy it. i i used to write a lot. i still keep a journal.

the blown fuse on the stereo downstairs is helping write my blog!

totally off topic! i’m listening to the eagles harmonize acapella. that would be a good thing for cranking on the living room stereo.

oh, and welcome to my house! tee hee! 🙂

i hope you’re having an outstanding day! i plan to! ❤