Awkward square face

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I could go back to the square faces of yesteryear but I should go back to the square faces of yesteryear (I’ll leave a link of those if you’re not familiar with them). But this is just instead of UGH an AWKWARD. I don’t think I like it. He doesn’t look awkward to me, not at all actually, he just looks pensive. Maybe trying to think and form the words out before fumbling with those words. Quite what I do. I think ahead of what I’ll say and not pick up on anything else but that this is what I said and now I’m panicking because you’re saying something I didn’t anticipate. And you’re upset and I didn’t make anything better, ugh. Oops let me just quietly back away. Okay, now it is awkward…now I see where it gets awkward…

The original square face

The original square face was featured in my sketchbook project which I mention in that entry. I didn’t take my time and I am not really thrilled with that sketchbook but I’d do the project again with a little more time and make it more like my blog.

Gallbladder card

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I was requested, or do I say I had my first commission? to make a card for a friend who’s husband just had gallbladder surgery. I can confirm the card was a success.

If anyone has a request for a card for someone you best I can do just about any body part, brain, head, severed hands, feet, mouth, eyeballs, and now I can add in my repertoire gallbladder. Oh I’ve also done a kidney. So yeah! Code Mush can doodle it all.

Half Sun/Summer

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Summer sun only half showing, grinning

I don’t know why it’s only half..perhaps because we’ve been experiencing mostly rain this past week, strong storms and mild temperatures. But I imagine this will all change and we’ll have the hot hot summers we all know and mostly hate here in Texas. Bleh because it’s only June 1st!

I checked out a Japanese haiku book out in the library for my kids. And I enjoy reading them as well. 

Saturday: Birds and Coffee

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If I knew how to write a haiku I would write one about Saturday, birds and coffee.

Saturday coffee

Birds chirp their ceremony

A song ripe with love

That’s the best I can do in a moment’s notice.

But I doodled the Saturday and bird already:

A teeny bird on top of my coffee. His voice is so beautiful however small!

Even my cat Ralph is enjoying the songs of the birds this morning. Of course he’s plotting murder, I know it.

More birds, moths, mush

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I do like a good broken winged bird. And one who looks like she’s not giving up hope just yet. What is hope? I feel like an Emily Dickinson poem would fit nicely right here. Hope is the thing with feathers.

She’s starting to be okay with being broken and disappointing everyone. She’s still here trying though.

And this weekend we encountered one of the coolest moths I’ve seen besides the Luna moth a month back. A cecropia moth! One of the largest in North America. Here is my rendition. Oh gosh the wings are not perfectly sized. Oh well. Disappointing!

Here it is post mortem, sadly it was dying when we found it.

Here it is alive, so beautiful! All the moths seem to find my porch. I know why though, sadly they’re attracted to that big light that I can’t get rid of. They’re all just dying from obsessing over the light. I don’t know what to do. I hope at least it got to mate and continue the life cycle. One could hope!

Birdos!

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These birds were inspired by a movie I recently watched where the bird has a broken wing, but gets mended by the characters and he’s just part of the theme throughout the movie. Anyway, it’s been a while since I’ve doodled a weirdo birdo so here you go. I like the latter two better even if the face looks slightly weird. It’s cutesy.

The movie is called Showing Up if you happened to be interested. I recommend it to you artsy folk, and anyone who has an artist(s) in their life, or have anyone in your life who is dealing with any mental health issues. And since it’s mental health month, it might be something you’d like to show someone you care about. But that’s what showing up is all about. Maybe you don’t know how to show up for someone, or you’re trying to use your voice to advocate for people to show up, or even to get people to show up for you as insignificant as you might feel.

I think I don’t know how to be vulnerable only through art. And that’s really what I believe art is. It’s seeing through to someone’s vulnerable, raw self. There is more truth in it than they could even speak. In fact I don’t know how anyone could understand me if I didn’t make art. I’d just be sort of a block head.

Catch you on the flippity flip

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Half head is upside down

I feel not only half a head, but also completely turned upside down in a turmoil of my own thoughts. There’s no escaping them, they just hang upside down making absolutely no sense in the process. Ahhh, ohhh, eeehhh they flip and flop around in that topsy turvy way that they do. Until I’m together again I guess that’s just what they’ll do.

Catch you on the flippity flip!

Sunday Mush

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The week of doodles, May is here! Oh May, the month of birthdays.  I get to look forward to that but more. And Mother’s day in the U.S, and just on the cusp of Summer. Bright blue skies and tanned skin. There is always nostalgia in May, the akin to every childhood memory. The end of the school year, the start of summer. Anyway, you all feel it too. 

May: maybe full of slugs again. You know, slow down, mates. I mean it! If turtles in April couldn’t make you slow down, then surely slugs will.
Date doodles!
Oh, turtles again. One last little turtle.

-CM