Depth of despair

American Illustrator, Barry Comer Artist, Depth, Schoolbooks

 

I can’t find anything on my shelves because they grab, prod and remind. They are constantly reminding me of Leonard Cohen biographies, poetry, PMS charts and a few schoolbooks.

I am reminded how heartbroken I can be and feel loss more acutely. When something means more and more, then discover it is lost; it hurts.

There is a fear in the depth of despair.

 

Trial Balloon

Alley Flowers, artist, Barry Comer, Barry Comer Artist, Day Lilly, Michael Ehrhardt

After looking at some of Michael Ehrhardt’s work this week, I became inspired. He is an accomplished and prolific German artist, who works in acrylics.

He is masterful.

My artwork defines itself lately by scribing my thoughts in pen, and wanted to give something new a try. I wanted to share the punctuation of line, with an inappropriate/inconsistent/landscape-like background.

I like and may integrate more into my work. Thank you for the inspiration.

 

Gut punched coffee

black coffee, Desert Mojo, Gut punched coffee, julius meinl coffee, line art

I am drawing circles hoping to find my rhythm; the mojo queen in my creative desert. It’s no fun to feel abandoned and thirsty.

Drinking gut punched coffee and getting dirty, does the trick. The feeling that your guts are quenched in browns and steam.

Julius Meinl moved my hands

Cafe Sketch, julius meinl coffee, Transitions

Coffee always moves my hands in predictable ways. Even though I may look quite shaky, I flatten out for the line.

Go figure.

I love Julius Meinl coffee. It is probably the best “commercial” coffee that feels micro-roasted.