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:
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?
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
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
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
Dead already by five minutes, deader by the second, clear elmer’s glue and acrylic ink sustain but I insist gouache mirror my joints hike-wrung to death, dyingwet. Self-portrait for my 65th on the 28th
Archiving these recent hexjeff’s against my tendency to forget to. All are gouache and acrylic ink infused in clear elmers glue, the two rimmed with painters tape part of a project I’m betting won’t see completion (and are now glued to each other, and I need write about that if only to myself in tablet with pencil, Jeff), the above (which may or not be glued to the below because the below has competition) has pencil (and if there’s a monologue associated with any of these it’s the above and will be or not at the sho(i)u(t)ty place)
First two after the two week hiatus, I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I started again and that alone makes the hiatus successful
It’d flashed but never tableted that while most of these meant to spin four-sidedly in your hands I always post here the one of four on each I like best and without fail that one is the one upside-down from the orientation of the hex when permanent compositional boundaries set: whatever I make, upside-down be best and makes me laugh, and that alone makes the hiatus successful
Black earring in the pink Doctor Servin earlobe a live dying bug Flew onto this canvas sodden w gouache & acrylic ink in clear Elmer’s glue Landed at the top, dragged its ass down to the bottom, made it too a dry spot – that orange blood trail to the left of the south Jersey ear, the brush was the bug – and stuck, exhausted, in pain and desperately scared, flapping its wings as I type this – wait a second – I say mercy but what would anyone say if accused of an unwitnessed murder
I mentioned at BLCKDGRD a hiatus from these squares the week after next because – I didn’t say this there – my wife will be in Iceland with my daughter for two weeks on their dream vacation
I need process why I do this and need write in tablet with pencil to answer, what am I doing, how seriously do I take this as sustenance if I forget what I painted yesterday and how?
Two hours later (as in just now): above sopped up
The top headshot be dead, the below dying, if alive tomorrow I will kill it
Yes! I think about the mediums I use and how these start dying a second after applied, this started 30 minutes ago, finished few minutes ago, look at it dull
Elmer’s Clear Glue infused with acrylic ink dropped from squirt bottle onto 8×8 cold press watercolor paper, my latest I will do this for life and master that I’ll abandon before mastering begins within (my limited – this is not modesty begging, is true – hand skills) the next month
Issue: Clear Elmer’s Glue warps the heaviest watercolor paper and even when I glue the back of one heaviest piece of watercolor paper I can find to a second heaviest piece of watercolor paper I found whichever canvas had the heaviest applied Clear Elmer’s Glue warps the second even if both squeezed immediately after gluing and tightened to the other in an excellent paper press I’ve access as muscled as I can then wait a month: released object flat as a new LP but immediately starts curling, how do I record the sound it must make?
Every two-sided hexjeff is eight different self-portraits, these scans suck, you should see them in sunlight and lamp light, if you want one let me know, some I’m keeping, most I’ll share, they’re meant to be handled and turned and flipped sixteen different ways and are by the three people read into the op (and whoever two of them may show), say someone’s toddler’s grape jellied hands and peanut buttered mouth picks up one at a showing and gnaws a corner, I’ll never be so lucky, there will never be a showing
I verified the word obtain meant what I thought it did If I wasn’t losing language I’d claim language – and it’s 1035 Friday night who the fuck is tapping at my door this is the third time first momcat second neighbor cat third the fuck is this – gooier than gooache I forget how to spell words now
WordPress disappeared my squares for 36 hours on both my personal chromebook and on work’s Fisher-Price laptop, back now, any of few of you here experience the same thing or has WordPress bots read that I’m ditching them and triggered a Fuck You? I hope so!
Bigger HERE. Currently have no plans to debate myself on the sin-or-not of posting an image twice the size of the original but if I do it will be there which will replace here when my current wordpress license expires