It's an easy going Saturday in the office, given the events of yesterday. I'm quite content to be here, things have mellowed out and I'm here to answer the handful of calls that come in, nothing major.
And though it doesn't sound even close to "easy going," I've been forcing myself to sit down and do something artistic every single day, whether I want to or not. I may or may not post it on dA, depending on my judgment of the work, but the fact I've got myself back into the habit of my hobby is... very stress relieving. Odd, given I would have believed that if I had to make myself do something, it implies I didn't want to do it and had to reason and bargain with myself to get it done. Not true -- at least not when it comes to my artwork. It is very soothing to my noggin to sit down, jack my iPod into a three hour loop of relaxation music and watery sounds that Mama Lu/RoboMommy
showed me, break out my pens and just... draw whatever comes to mind. I've found that some kind of audio inspiration helps -- for the past few days, it was my Sookie Stackhouse audiobooks, today, it's the meditative music, courtesy of Mama Lu. I work much better when I have a small distraction, which I take as inspiration, but I require a modicum of control over the inspirational distraction, like the volume, which I keep down low. If I can filter how much of it is coming in and how loudly it's doing so, it's a great inspiring technique, so I've found.
Which is odd, as when I have discussed this with Puppetcancer
in the past, he doesn't care much for background noise when he draws like I do. How odd that two artists are so different. Odd, but not surprising, I suppose. Unlike John, I get distracted if I don't have a mild distraction going on while I draw; my brain says, "yo, Pope, we have housework to do, or, you need to text Jer/Crowmamma
and talk to her before you start getting involved in projects that haven't got any potential to them." I'll find any reason to get up and not draw if I don't have the TV on low, my iPod barely audible, some audiobook reading to me or something.
That said, as one might imagine, since I was listening to Dead To The World by Charlaine Harris out of the Sookie Stackhouse novels, I've got some Sookie/Eric art, as well as some of her with Bill, and I may get down a few character concept sketch designs of how I've seen certain True Blood/Southern Vampire Mysteries folks in my ole' imagination. I'm still on that kick, but I do have to put out some Twilight art for my main girl, Jericca, because Twilight heals her. Twilight sets the world right.
Today has been whizzing by pretty quickly otherwise. I feel like I only just sat down at 8AM to start my shift and it's already more than two hours in. Yikes! Not a bad thing, but a little disorienting in the time-space continuum. Maybe instead of meditation music, I ought to tune in on my iPod to the recorded lectures I've got on the universe by Neil deGrasse Tyson. I love that dude. He knows what's up.
More later, maybe, I'm going to set myself back to doodling, email Mama Lu and text Jer later to bombard her with my inane banter.
God love you all, I do.