Hi-ho and hello.
Good evening readers. Today is going to be a short one. A poem and a painting that is still in production, but given the tooneyness of it, I was wanting to share it here before I post it to my IG account.
Voice by: M. R. Vega
A voice steady and confident, a voice steady with reason. A voice that echoes from history, from the dawn of light, from dark, but does it touch? Does it push and sway, does it recoil with doubt from a conviction that stands resolute? A voice quivers, a frailty, continuous and whining, a voice weak and losing. The confidence waivers, trembles, and slides away. A voice nearly non-existent, weak and weaker, a voice trembles from the indistinguishable darkness, it shakes, it quivers, and slides away to the nothing inside. A voice drifting, a voice, adrift, a voice far away, a voice so silent it ceases to exist. A voice no more, a voice never.
I like to call myself artistic, I don’t call myself an artist per se however I have made profit off of what I’ve created and continue to create. What I’m sharing with you is a bit of a change as I’m not using a plain base, and background, because like a lot of stories we don’t get that background until we’re a good three or four chapters in, or when watching a show episode 3 or 4, it’s then that we start getting the details to what is driving the force or the character. My paintings, and really any of my art is as original as it can be, I try very hard not to look at other artists and then go and do my own art based off of what I had seen. I try not to pull from anything other than what’s in my head. And honestly sometimes those images either give a very clear image of what’s actually going on with my brain getting eaten by itself or does a good job of relating how I’m actually feeling. So with that long explanation, my apology, I present a work still in production.
It’s produced on a watercolor canvas, size 32″ x 24″ using Caran D’ache NEOCOLOR II AQUARELLE. But I’m sharing what was solely two and a half hours of minor sketching without water, and then taking some watercolor brushes and starting again, I am excited to see what I can produce tomorrow, depending on how busy I get, I am waiting for a call and we’ll see. I think the biggest reason I felt like sharing it, is it’s more cartoon than I had intended, I did want big eyes, just not cartoon Looney tunes kind of big, but given the strange screen that protruded from the eye of the mouth kind of sets its own precedence. What are your thoughts? Should I widen the eye? Define the screen base more? We’ll see.
C’est la vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night wonderful readers, may you have a blessed and gorgeous day whether ending or to come.
Nosce Te Ipsum
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