So when i went to my parent's house for Thanksgiving i gathered up some sketchbooks and an assortment of pens and pencils and when i got there and unloaded my car i could not find my art supplies..of course i had forgotten them.So after searching high and low ..to no avail.. for drawing paper i thought Voila! i will just draw on a brown paper bag with a ball point pen. And i did. and I got three drawings that i kind of like even though i was extremely frustrated that i forgot my sketchbook BC I FORGET EVERYTHING or lose it bc i am soooo scatterbrained and when i was a kid it was funny but as an adult it is annoying(..and embarrasing) and so i was going to take pics of these drawing and blog them with an accompanying text about MENTAL ILLNESS and recovery but NOW I CANT FIND MY CAMERA BATTERY so i cant take pictures of these drawings and it seems like i have these RANDOM spurts of manic ADD where i just lose and forget everything and nothing gets accomplished and i get very INC0-Her- ent. So this photograph is of a goddess sculpture i made out of sculpty a million years ago and i don't think she ever really got finished but..maybe she should read the Old Testament.That may finish her. hee hee. The bible actually, i drew on every page...graffiti style... i drew and wrote about feminism on every page. (maybe i will photograph those later.. i'm sure ill find my batt charger, like, in my SHOE or something next tuesday at 7am when i totally do NOT need it.) Feminism and Christianity is something had a hard time making sense out of when i was a kid and i think i identified with the christ thing of SUFFERING way to much and sometimes I think the Eating Disorder played into the Martyr role and it got tangled up with that.
as if you could redeem something or someone or even YOURSELF by suffering.
Holy Anorexia is a book about that but i never read it. Sometimes i want to poke around in books on the subject and sometimes i want to turn my head...
turn it into the soil
the earth mother goddess and moon light
and just forget all of these complicated things...
Thanksgiving day i fed the cows with my dad. I got to feed them pellets by hand and i got cow slobber all over me and it made me laugh and it made me feel so happy.
I have a lot to be thankful for
moo


s and my fantasy will be complete. But seriously check out my beginner photoshop skills.







