March 24th, 2005

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Another quick little study, this one left rather pastel because, dangit, I just felt that way.

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/16429149/

Also, I suspect that my art career may be crippled forever by the fact that my earliest aesthetic influences all had to happen in the 80s. Can naked mole rats in leg warmers be too far away?

Also, for some reason the phrase "The Muffin of Despair" has been kicking around my head. This would worry me if I wasn't used to this sort of thing by now.
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Painting gnarled trees for a cover. Gnarled trees are one of the things that I developed a technique for early on, so I can do it pretty much on autopilot these days. And they're in mist! I can disconnect my brain completely! (I suppose this sounds a little unprofessional, but it's one of those things where my brain showing up would not significantly impact things. Sort of like throwing a pot--either your hindbrain knows what to do or it doesn't, and sitting there thinking "Okay...now pull up...and don't chokedontchokedontchokedontchoke..." is not gonna help.)

Back still hurts a bit. The inversion rack helped, it's nothing as bad as it was, more a dull constant ache. As people who have thrown their back out know, it's a weird sensation, it'll almost not hurt for a bit, and then you'll move a millimeter, or it'll just get bored, and everything suddenly seizes up and the world does a kind of breathless wobble-and-flop around you, and for a brief, bright moment there is nothing in the universe but you and the God of Back Pain. That's much worse. A low, perpetual ache is peanuts.

Ordered some books off Amazon. Man. Michael Parkes collections are NOT cheap. The one I wanted started at $349. Used. Not. Gonna. Happen. The cheapest of the lot, and the one I went for, was $45. Oy. I can respect book collectors, certainly, they're not terribly distant kin to art collectors, but it was still a shocker to someone like me, who's usually waiting for the paperback to come out.
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Yrrgh...had a helluva hypnogogic hallucination just now...

Hypnogogic hallucinations occur on the edge of sleep, to explain--they're the ones where you believe that you're awake, getting up, moving around, and so forth, but you're not. Sleep paralysis is keeping you from doing any of these things, but you're still trying to, and your brain, in a desperate effort to oblige, is feeding you the sensory input (often extremely vividly) of actually getting up and doing these things. They're supposedly more common when falling asleep than when waking up, but I tend to get them more on waking. Lots of the classic out of body experiences--including the ones with phrases like "but it was so real!" and "I knew I wasn't dreaming!" are actually classic hypnogogic hallucinations. Many people experience the sensation of floating while having them, and if you don't know what they are, it can be pretty woo-woo-riffic.

Hell, even knowing what they are, they're pretty neat.
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