Always making
I’m giving myself a little challenge. 
the best part of doing this is I feel like these are silly and beautiful. Artists are lucky in a lot of ways. We see the world as a game some times. At in this game you can still have toys if you tell people they are figures.
links
https://www.patreon.com/JawaraBlake
http://jayisapainter.storenvy.com
https://society6.com/jayisapainter
http://www.blurb.com/b/8829360-painter-files
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/painter-files/id1412300309?mt=11
This is turning out really beautiful. I love how her face feels.
The sun is gone and the moon is full. I remember my professor saying ” always mix your own colors.” It sits true to this day. I love how at a show it gets compliments. My color pallet is rich. It feels good to see them in frames. I really enjoy the creaminess of taking it from a fresh mix onto a canvas.
https://www.patreon.com/JawaraBlake
http://jayisapainter.storenvy.com
https://society6.com/jayisapainter
http://www.blurb.com/b/8829360-painter-files
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/painter-files/id1412300309?mt=11
https://www.patreon.com/JawaraBlake
If you haven’t yet gone to check out my Patreon. I have lots of great only available to Patreon’s stuff.
Side note I paint everyday.
The patterns re the ocean and the texture the land. The paint is the sky. 
Life is waiting for to begin again. My hands want it and my heart needs it.Â
I have been trying to figure out the best way to say this for the last two days. My cat who I loved very much died of Friday. It was hard and awful and scaring. She was a sweet furry monster and I loved her in addition to all those things. I find my self looking for her out of the counter of my eye and not taking steps backward because I worry she is under foot.Â
She had this funny thing she could do of being where ever she wanted to be without you knowing. Behind, under, infant, on top of doors, she was everywhere.Â
Nothing will ever feel the same without her around. Sitting in chairs is sad and kind of boring. She had this way of fucking with the sides of chairs to the point where she would come sit on you to sleep and it was wonderful. She loved belly rubs for 4 second stints. Her tail was in favorite foil and she liked to take naps in bathtubs.Â
Life can really be a mother fucker but you survive it.Â
I don’t know how to honor Goose in this. I love and cherish all she was and hope she will find me in the next life when we are both cats.Â
Love you baby Goose.Â
Strange time of sins the land of time and sand dollars. Neither with pay for 7 11 coffee cups. The art will be running late in 2018…no hearts broken in the ink.
Registers of muchness living in the gum to the mind.
https://www.patreon.com/JawaraBlake
http://jayisapainter.storenvy.com
https://society6.com/jayisapainter
http://www.blurb.com/b/8829360-painter-files
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/painter-files/id1412300309?mt=11
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