Tag: life

The build up

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Inktober for most artist’s is exciting and often insanity for all of October. We see it as this often impossible task. So my secret is to treat it like just a fun drawing session with my brushes. I try to do as many as I can in one setting. I know those aren’t the rules but the hell with the rules. Life comes at you some days sideways. The idea that you have enough time to think and prep for 31 days is stupid. I for one have commissions to do in addition to Inktober that are important also. I’m sure a lot of us do. We are all very talented.

Just breath and promise yourself to try and that is what is important. If you are even doing it for a day then that is a big deal and I would love to see it. Leave me a link to your art so we can see it. Share with us.

I use my patreon all the time to share my mind, my heart and my art. Come and see.

links

paypal.me/jawarablake

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

I’m going to try to just use Sumi ink this month for Inktober.

Inktober 2019

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It’s that time again that breaks the mind of many artists.

fear not life is yours to live and ink is my kingdom.

and so it starts…let’s see how long this one goes…

Johnny

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The best people are the ones you never feel like you get enough time with.

cheers to you brother. I see you on the other side one day again.

rest in peace brother.

Painter Files- paint count

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Resting in the night sky covered in paint.

2 but not three in one.

Intrepid travelings of a painter mind wrapped tight like cough drops in tins.

As one lays waste to the imaginary making thins real on the page.

an end zone of making.

“There’s a ruby in my forearm” Milo

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“If you are not a myth, who’s reality are you?” James Baldwin

12 beautiful moving shots

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Years back I started taking photos again with my blue hulga and never got them developed. . Goose died and I took a long break from everything. So I wasn’t sure what was on these rolls of film but they are amazing. I feel joy and sadness but i think that was the point.

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I feel like I grow old in my stillness, like it was a creeping death. A candle burning my fingers as I cook my foods over piano keys. I listen to the creek of wood and wind as the world sleeps and I answer each time with a brush of paint. Give joy into the light but dance in the darkness.

No other holds hands in a marry go roundabout.

make patches of me and attach them to the ceiling of dreamers and lovers.

Lego bits of blue, yellow and red. Build up the sky and read typos to midnight babies of invention. Feeling the wind glide over you and your resting eyes.

long is the light of the sleepers.