A Year of Digital Painting

Spent last Nov/December holed up into digital art, the one thing I derived a sense of stability from. With protests going on outside my room–constantly, it seemed–and wishy-washy people fluttering around and tests looming ahead, art was an escape. So I drew. A lot. Mostly on the computer using Wacom tablets–the library had them. They … More A Year of Digital Painting


Churning Arms

My body cannot physically handle the excitement. NASA. What? I keep forgetting and remembering it and then my arms, like, churn? Like, who knew your arms could churn from excitement? Anticipation? What? Is life? Am I dreaming? The whole process has been so weirdly serendipitous. I don’t even know. I honestly feel like I’m in … More Churning Arms