Monday, February 02, 2015

Shining Night.


February 1st, 2015, Sunday


I washed my hands with dish soap immediately before drawing the pattern; can you tell? (Yes.) Red and cold and dry. I am very sorry. But these photos feel almost clinical, so perhaps my stripped hands are a fluid extension of it all. But the blue pattern: not lines as sharp as last time, so it's all confusion, anyway.

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Still moving through most-playeds (but beyond fifty now: into the one hundred most-played songs).



Almost ten minutes long, but worth the commitment.
(I just did the math: I've spent more than twelve hours of my life listening to this song. Goodness gracious.)

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Epiphenomena.


January 30th, 2015
Friday

A sharper pattern than I've drawn in a while, and an undone pattern, too. (An assortment of unfinished sections.)
(This is purposeful, though.) Not a favourite, but I like some of the work on my forefinger.

I damaged some nerves in my back: not in horrifying serious way, but enough that I am unable to do things. Just lying in bed and lying in bed and lying in bed. And, last night, listening to the fifty most-listened-to songs on my iTunes, which is a strange and nostalgia-heavy pleasure. A deeply frustrating epiphenomenon, but the music is good, and drawing on my hand is good, and delighting in the odd and unpretty bumps and shapes of my hand is good. Just seeing a hand as a funny new thing, and not as a feature I abhor. (I hate my hands and I bless them, so on.)

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Two of the fifty (currently fourteen and seventeen, though good cut
through fifteen and sixteen and heard together).

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

If I Stay Here.


September 9th, 2014
Tuesday

All of the patterns should be red. I'm so in love with this small drawing it's wild.
From now on: red, red, red, red, red.

My camera is broken at the moment, so I used an older camera for these photos (and two Fujifilm Instax cameras, too), which is why they're are a real mixed bag, lighting-wise, but my better camera will hopefully be with me again soon. I don't know; how many times can I write it?: maybe I'm getting back into the groove. I don't mean to now be too introspective on this mostly quiet blog, but not a single post in 2013? And four so far in 2014? And how many un-posted patterns in that time?

Simply: I hope this return isn't short-lived. I long ago gave up on the idea of this being a popular blog (it is a confusing blog in its nature), but I like the idea of it stretching out: quietly continuing, say. We'll see.

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GHOST HAND

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Cyclical Desires.



March 26th, 2014, Wednesday

In two locations. Is this the mark of indecision or luxuriant variety?
A little of both.
It was a sprawling pattern, and it led to a sprawling series of photos.

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Oh, hey, kitty-cat.


(Patterns in practice.)