Homage To Childhood Cartoons

Just thought I would make a quick update. This is an ongoing art project of mine. Paying homage to some of my fav cartoons. More to come!

Daggit from "Angry Beavers"
Filbert from "Rocko's Modern Life"
Ickis from "Ahh! Real Monsters"





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A Lyrical Lady

I have been wanting to illustrate certain lyrics of various songs for quite sometime. The other day I put out a call for certain lyrics or quotes that others would like to see illustrated & got quite a few & with full intention of drawing them, I strayed. I strayed into a self portrait. I always find myself wanting to do self portraits just because I feel I am constantly changing, for better or for worse. It's as if each portrait I do is a different person. It's interesting to me to look at the ones from the past and remember where I was at each time. I have done 5 self portrait drawings/mixed medias to date & one self portrait photography photo that I am proud of. I'm sure there will be more of these till times smooth themselves over to a sensible wave but till then... here you go. In this case, I feel blank and my music defines me. Its there when no one else is. It wipes my tears and creates new ones. It is my lover, my friend, my enemy. It is my world. I wanted to fit a zillion more lyrics & I tried to be choosy with which ones I included but it was very difficult.


Songs & Artists: (Some are covers but this is the version I listened to when I included the lyrics into the piece.)

• I Wish That I / Cas Haley
• Who's That Lady? / Curtis Mayfield
• Rock Me Baby / B.B. King
• Heard It On The Radio / Hall & Oates
• Here We Go / Jon Brion
  
• Nobody But You / The Black Keys
• Nrrd Grrl / Werewolf Congress
• You're A Cad / The Bird & The Bee
• Sunday Best / Bobbie Gentry
• I Me Mine / The Beatles
  
• Reflections / Atmosphere
• Go / Common
• Silence / Kate Earl
• Sea Of Love / Cat Power
  
• Since I Left You / The Avalanches
• Ain't No Love In the Heart of the City / Bobby Blue Bland
• Waiting... / City and Colour
• Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger / Daft Punk
  
• Tombstone Blues / Bob Dylan
  
• Make Yourself / Incubus
  
• Nausea / Contagious
• Say Yes / Floetry
• Your Song / Elton John
• The People / Common
• Let's Dance / David Bowie
• Please Send Me Someone To Love / Fiona Apple
• People Are Strange / The Doors
• Summer Breeze / Jason Mraz
• By Any Rules / Jessie Baylin
• The Rain Song / Led Zeppelin
• Enjoy The Ride / Morcheeba
• Devil's Spoke / Laura Marling
  
• Don't Wanna Fall In Love / Jane Child
  
• Too High / Stevie Wonder
  
• Sunday Morning / The Velvet Underground
• DVNO / Justice
• I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire / The Ink Spots
• Kisses For The Misses / Richard Swift

More to come.

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Through the Glass Forest.

This one's for you, Nick. Thank you for always pushing me. :) Everyone else: I hope you enjoy! I haven't been on the photo scene lately & I do admit that these were rushed a bit but impulsive creativity can be a fun recreational thing to do. More to come, I promise. :D Thanks for your help, Jer!

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Updaaaaate

Basically, I don't have internet where I'm at so I haven't been able to post this but here are recent sketches I've done. Explanations to come later. Enjoy. :)





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Sometimes, the World Notices...

I have a story to tell. This is not a personal journal, this is an art journal, but it was such a significant experience in my life at the moment, I had to share.

I walked to the park by myself today. I brought a book I recently bought called, "Creative License: Giving Yourself Permission To Be The Artist You Are". It's one of the most brilliant and inspiring books that I've ever read. I sat in the park in the disgusting heat and just became absorbed in it. I read for about an hour and 25 minutes or so until I decided I should get something cool to drink. I walked to Starbucks, got a beverage, sat down and watched people for a bit. "Stop to learn, learn to stop", as the book says. After a bit, I got up and decided to go home. I walked a bit down the street, minding my own business when I saw this little old man approaching me. He must have been about 5'4 - 5'3, ethnic, gray hair peeking out from under a navy blue baseball cap, walked like a penguin, and was sporting a light blue and white striped t-shirt. I payed no attention, really. All of a sudden, he gently touched my arm and took me by serious surprise. I looked at him, probably in a very defensive manner, and he very kindly said,

"I can see the pain and sorrow in your eyes. Don't worry, it's ending soon. I promise."

And he went on his way without so much as even a second look. My heart was racing. I was so taken aback. I just stood there and stared. I was literally speechless. He left before I could muster anything out or even give a facial reaction beyond a gaping mouth or stunned look.

For that split second where he stared me in the eyes and said those words, I wanted to burst into tears & hug him with all that I was.

I wont ever forget him. Whoever you are... thank you.


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Etch a Postcard: "How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"

Foreword: I usually only post writings like this on my personal livejournal but I decided to share this on my art journal. I find it tragically inspiring.

Darling,

I am sitting at my desk. It is 5:16 PM. I am feeling a slight breeze push my hair aside and I am wearing my black robe. I can see wild strawberries growing outside my room. The way the sun lights up the plant life and trees outside puts me in a pleasantly calm state. Stevie Wonder sings to me about how he is too high. My mind is engulfed with thoughts of you. I catch myself staring at your photos for quite sometime. The joining of thoughts and emotional & physical longing is almost too much to bare at times. I try to subside these feelings with images of you or our music but... it just makes me miss you more and more. I remember the feeling I felt when I met you that Sunday night. I felt lonely. In every sense of the word. A stinging desire to connect with another human. A connection I have always wanted. I felt sad. I felt thrown aside. I felt alone. I felt overlooked. I felt... my heart felt... like crying.

You were more than I could have ever asked for. Wished for. Hoped for.

You're brilliant. I cannot lie, I am so taken with your lips. Your eyes. Your smile. Gah. It gets me every time. Meeting someone who matches you in countless aspects but differs in just as many qualities and tastes is incredible. Learning. Teaching. They are one in the same of exciting thoughts for me; I get giddy thinking about it, honestly. Music is my world. To be your equal in the appreciation of it and specifically it's jazz & old school genres is ...wow. I can't begin to explain how fucking good that feels. In fact, I don't have to. Because I know you understand that completely. And Christ, that feels even better, doesn't it? I remember not wanting to get ahead of myself when we first started talking but how could I not? It seems like things get better and better as time passes. A premonition of what's to come, no doubt.

May I tell you a secret?

I have been wanting to share my new life with someone worthwhile for so long. I have always been a curious and adventurous creature and truly hoped I could find another to match my thirst for life and love. And I see that in you, dearest. I hope talk like this doesn't put you off or make you uneasy like we are rushing things... I am not looking to rush anything, I am simply stating my happiness with the quality of your character and the compatibility we have found in one another. I am a lucky girl. You are one of a kind. The potential happiness to be experienced within the company of each other is immeasurable. And that... is amazing. To feel so scared to put yourself out there... yet, confident that you are being shielded from the worst the world has to offer by the best it has to offer.

I apologize if this letter seems as if I am rambling but I have to channel my longing for you somewhere. And my first choice of being with you immediately is unfortunately impossible. God, I miss you. There's no where in this ghastly & stunning world I would rather be than with you, swimming in the sounds of your piano playing & melting into your kisses. That's the truth.

Thank you for creating these feelings in me.

...and for making me ...and my heart... smile again. I adore you. You. You. You. <33333333


Love,

Jennifer

Elenaut

My friend Nick IMed me yesterday on AIM and told me he had a challenge for me. I eagerly listened and he proposed to me an idea of a drawing of an astronaut riding an elephant with balloons. I will admit that the idea was a little out there but he said he would love to see it bc it has never been done, thus I gladly obliged him. I asked him if there was a time limit on it and he said around the same time the very next day. So, I sat down today and this is what came out. I'm actually pleased with the elephant but not the astronaut so much. But, it cheered Nick up after a bad day, so what else is better than that? I also think the name is pretty cute. :)

Watercolors on watercolor paper 9x12.


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Bathtub

So I was taking a bath the other day, listening to music with my headphones on & was completely consumed with my thoughts. I was thinking about my current predicaments in love, life, and finances. The world, politics, the future. My worries were drowning me. In order to sort of release some of that, I decided to do this piece. I know it's impossible to see but the largest word underneath them all is the word LIFE backwards. Obviously to symbolize how backwards I feel my life is right now. Every word is relevant to me in some way. I did type out the list of the words I used in case anyone really was curious enough. If you are, lemme know, and I can indulge you. I really had no idea how to construct an aerial view of a bathtub so I'm a disappointed with that but it is what it is. Everything is packed right now so I didn't have a proper camera to photograph this or scan it (yes, I do have a scanner that I never used bc I was too lazy to unpack it) so camera phone photos will do. India inks & newspaper clippings on watercolor paper 9x12.

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Here We Go.

For you, you old so and so. Always.

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MOAR

So I'm just posting some more of the Friend Fotos I have done. Not like it's a lot... just two but I'm also posting the sketches before the colorings. I personally hate the colored versions and prefer the sketches.

I also included a collaboration piece between Toffer Surovec and myself. He's a fantastic writer & I'm illustrating some of his written lines. Check out his site: http://writethingsdown.com/

Two Friend Fotos are of Lori Hammer & Matthew Stoll. Two of the most beautiful creatures I have ever encountered. More to come soon. I feel a huge swell of art getting ready to spill out onto a canvas soon enough.

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