Another Self-portrait Sunday, this time in gouache
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Asshole Step-dad
This is a portrait of my internal asshole step-dad who it’s been increasingly difficult to suppress the more burned-out I get. Thankfully, relief measures are being implemented, ’cause he sure is ugly.
Ohuhu markers in my sketchbook
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Burnout
Burnout isn’t fatigue.
It’s where you’ve pushed far past your limits—and you can’t rest, but you also can’t keep moving.
11×14 acrylics on stretched canvas
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Oscar
This painting was commissioned as a Christmas gift for someone who lost their beloved cat, Oscar.
Painting memorial portraits is always an honor. They’re about love, not just loss. If you’ve ever loved an orange cat, you know.
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From the Depths
As I was falling asleep one night, I had the brief image of this sentient coal creature rising up out of an ancient mine. I don’t know what it means, but the image struck me.
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Cuckoo in the Head
Estonia’s Minister of Social Affairs said that RFK Jr. was “cuckoo in the head,” and this made me giggle.
Watercolor and fine-liner pen
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Self-portrait in PanPastels
I always feel like I have to explain that I’m not going for realism anymore, because I’m bored with it and prefer a more expressionist approach. I don’t care if it’s a realistic rendering of me. It’s an impression of my view of myself. That’s what I love about self-portraits.
PanPastels in my sketchbook
