Author: Jeff Popovich

2025 April Sale

This one I’m keeping (at least for now) for me but if you want one of these please let me know, they’re the only creative thing left for me to destroy for my satisfaction

I’m demonstrating why I don’t spin all four sides of a hexjeff here though if you owned one you could spin as you like, let me know, I’ve a friend in work’s mailroom

As of now this doesn’t have a backhex so it’s not sixteen-sided yet, backhexes necessary to make the piece undisplayable

2025 April 16

The canvas is a white event-quality plastic buffet dish, I stole a dozen from the kitchen of the conference room where the Library Board meets and big fundraisers are held (the view over the Potomac is spectacular), typed here so I’ll remember when I infrequently scroll down to remind myself that yes, what I did today I’d done before and before that too

Canvas the flimsy faux-cardboard back of a cheap paper tablet, typed here for the same reason I typed the above. I’ve completed all destruction of dead PCs’ hard drives and shredded (or put in locked shredding bins) all journals but the two (three if I count the Michigan) living ones (who knows what fate awaits their completion), hmmm, what’s left?

2025 March 14

Lifesize, just half an hour ago, already shriveled, fountain pen ink I found in a box mixed with clear elmer’s glue on a plastic plate, when bone dry it’ll peel off the plate itself and I’ll add to the stack of like and liked objects and reuse the plate (if not the object) so I don’t need buy more, yo, fine metaphors abound

2024 December 17

Feels like the acrylic ink and/or fountain pen ink infused in clear elmer’s glue phase is fading, I desperately need to resupply and can’t be bothered to buy when four months ago they’d have been bought week’s ago, too many niggling demoralizing metaphors nagging, the above now glued back-to-back and in the paper press to bond with this below, the end product my son-in-law’s giftmas present

2024 November 25

This and the next one will be permaglued back-to-back

I need again mention that the originals in hand (can be spun and are four views of the same hexjeff and when glued back-to-back are sixteen if you flip every time you spin) better than any scan can be so nine out of ten times I enhance the jpg in an effort to capture the original through use of my laptop’s photo tools, sorry for repeating this every few months, it’s both the most and the least thing I need feel a fraud for

This and the next one will be permaglued back-to-back

2024 Novemberink

I currently only use pencil in writing tablet but for years I used fountain pens, it took years to transition and will soon be illegal in America and punishable by death.

I threw away all my fountain pen ink but two, the two I thought could but couldn’t save the pens, Ive emptied the bottle I had of each into a squeeze bottle and infused them in clear elmers glue and stirred for fifteen minutes then upside-downed squeeze bottle then hourglassed it the other way, they don’t stain fingers like when no glue, both in the above, the brown and beloved noxzema bottle blue

2024 Novemberer

While I was ignoring this joint while not painting in Michigan WordPress beheaded the second avatar that haunted the first for weeks though I followed instructions including clicking the vital save button, best surprise of this week, the last time I fuck with the avatar until the next time I do

2024 October 18

Didn’t stop painting but did stop thinking about posting them, as in it wasn’t a conscious decision, I just stopped posting them, that’s new, excellently encouraging, excellently frightening. Should I post a shadow of what I made?

One of the three people who’ve seen one of these in real life said more people in real life are not going to see them unless I put them out there and you should put them out there, more people should see them. I don’t want to, praise me for these all you people who’ve never seen one of these and never will. I keep posting shadows of what I make. Finest fucking metaphor for me forever me

2024 October 6

The post below finished, not touching it again, learn when to abandon, yo, first time I used straight watercolor in months if not year or two. I’ve discovered the longer I let the first draft cure the crisper the wet interaction between first draft second draft – curing prevents the heavier from flooding the lighter. Meanwhile:



2024 October 1

Off to the shelf to dry for a week, photo in bad light of best when wet. New black, five parts black, two parts sienna and umber each, one part fire engine red, so far…

Current plan: when canvas and glue/acrylic ink completely dry, watercolor maybe, I know how gouache leaches, watercolor ink?

Another hiatus starts……. now

2024 Septanger 10

So to remove one or the other or both and add a new avatar I need register for and teach myself something called gravatar and at first glance fuck that (I would keep and/or replace the red, definitely want to delete me). I just renewed wordpress for another year, it’s not buyer’s remorse, it’s buyer’s self-contempt in service to fine self-servicing metaphors abounding

The above’s paper scissored into a rough circle and glued to the below, scissored into a rough circle, currently in the excellent book press I have access to, once solidly glued it will be put in a box and not looked at again until time to destroy the contents of that box, I know it’s not the best way to express myself to others but currently this is the only way to express myself to me

2024 September 7

Occasional reminder in case there are people now here who weren’t the last time: the above is a scan of something I made using the best scanner I have access to at the highest settings for cleanest capture the machine offers but it fails and I manipulate the image with chrome’s cheapo photo app for exposure and saturation and contrast so the original still exists and is way better than any scan I wish I could show you but the above doesn’t exist anywhere but here, fine metaphors abound

2024 August Joy

I automatically renewed my wordpress subscription because and then my old avatar which last year after renewal disappeared now reappeared beneath my current avatar and wordpress, whose AI capitalizes the W and P five time before it believes me, fuck that, way too robust for me but I like the way it displays my shit so I’m not fucking with the avatars, amen, this is standard mix of acrylicinkglue and gouache but on a shiny piece of cardboard I found in the box of the new electric razor I need buy, above dead already, drowned, mud