I ink. I ink and ink. I’m somewhere between a quarter and a third of the way through now – I’m inking a panel here and there throughout instead of going linearly. As this is my first long project, it seemed better that way, so that page one wouldn’t look substantially different than page 23. I got that suggestion somewhere some months ago; I wish I remembered where, I’d link it.

Here’s what’s on my little drawing pedestal thing right now.

As my gaps get smaller, I’m finishing whole pages more; I think I’ll finish this pair tonight. Along with others.

Yesterday, I went to an Artful Investigation class at my friend Jenna’s studio. It was a lovely break – I’ve been mostly alone with my art lately, and mostly following a pretty strict process. Yesterday, I got to be elbow-deep in sequins, paint, glitter, collage material, china markers (my new favorite), tape, and all manner of other supplies. There were six of us plus Jenna; I forget sometimes (but try to remind myself) of what a lovely, nourishing experience it is to be around a table with other women and just create. There’s a feedback to it that’s completely friendly and not at all competitive – oh, how did you get that effect? How did you make that bird? That’s just amazing, I’m so glad to be here while you’re making such a beautiful thing. There’s an intoxicating gentleness to it. I came home and slept four hours last night, just because I’d used this very specific muscle for a good eight hours.

Here’s a peek at what I made.