Yuletide

Well, it's become that time again.  Yuletide.  I'm at work.  This has become a longer running tradition than most.  It's been tumultuous over the past few days.  I got to see Agalloch live, which was amazing.  Met up with some old friends and had our faces melted off by brutality.  It was good.  My brother came into town that night, we shot the shat and ate with my roommate in an all night diner where I consumed the worst sandwich I've ever had.  It was a good time.  The next morning I got some terrible news from him, but I'm not going to ramble at length to the world at large about death.  I used to handle death better.  Maybe not better.  Differently.  Ever since I did what I done to my dog, things have changed inside my head.  In any case, godspeed.  You will be missed more than you could have known in life.


I've been throwing myself into other business.  This is the second to last panel.  One left, and it's a doozy.  This one turned out alright.

Brother Bear's slow march, as the reality sinks in.  He's off now, finished with all of this.  The ages of struggling culminated in this grizzly business, and he isn't interested.

I've been to work on a lot of things.  I'm house sitting now, spending christmas in a giant empty house with nothing but a cat to yell at me, and the solace of giant movies warming my blood.  Things were better last time I was here.

Being that I'm away from home, I'm away from my scanner so I can't post all of the things I've got going.  It's more than usual, actually.  I've been doing things with other mediums and methods.  Using dip pens and starting to use gouache for certain things with mixed success.  Tonight I picked up some clay for the first time in a very, VERY long time.  I've since decided that it's something I want to do more of.  I sculpted a bust of Brother Bear with an eye patch.  Maybe not the same brother bear.  But I want to do a bunch of those.  It turned out pretty alright-

More to come on this.  I plan to paint this as soon as I'm back home.  I anticipate a Sunday sojourn to the art supply store to waste more of my precious gold coins on stuff to transform into other stuff.  Clay and clay tools.  I'm going to need a bigger desk.

As always, I had big plans to paint up a Yuletide card this year.  It didn't happen, yet again.  Ah well.  There's always next year.

I'd like to say that things are looking up, but I'm still just staring into the middle distance these days.