9.21.2007

The Sweetest Ideas Are Born In Hell

This idea freakin' rocks! If I still had any friends left, I'd use this idea for a little shindig. Maybe when I finally, finally find an apartment, this will be my housewarming party idea. I do have friends though, it's just that the closest two of them have either screwed me over or don't talk to me anymore. But, my bf has lots of friends, so maybe I will get along with them. He's got one close friend who also happens to be his ex-girlfriend. I am SO trying to be mature about it, but it really bugs me. He asked if I wanted to go meet her last night and I said no. I was feeling cranky and insecure and drunk. When I finally meet her, I want to be really cool about the situation and not treat her like shit for no good reason. After all, who's with him now? Right, I am.

9.17.2007

Klickity-klackity Hell

Hey You,

Yeah, you with the rolling luggage. Are you on your way through the airport? No, I think not. I know you’re just going to work with that thing. First of all, you’re a freakin’ retard. Secondly, if you trip me with that crap one more time, I’m going to put you in a wheelchair. Nevermind the dirty look you gave me when I kicked your crappy baggage, as if it was my fault; as if you didn’t just cut in front of me with that bullshit bag you’ve got there. Is it such a strenuous task to pick something up with your freakin’ hands and carry it? Do you have bowling balls in that thing that you’re dragging around behind you? I’m going to smack the living shit out of you with your own stupid wheeled briefcase. Get a god damned backpack for that shit.

Love,

Neko

9.12.2007

A Quickie In Hell

Okay, so I've been out of touch lately. Neko found herself a new bf. It's pretty rad. Neko likes to drink red wine and pop Xanax. Fun! Neko can't wait for her friend's b-day party this weekend. She's got a Guitar Hero jonse.

9.05.2007

Wallowing in Hell

The man of my dreams just got married. Not only did he get married - he got married in my town and just after I saw him last. I'm devastated. It's like a kick in the stomach and then a knee to the grill on the way down. Ouch. So, I'm spending money I don't have in bars I visit alone. Life sucks ass. Whenever I was down, all through the divorce and my brother's death, I would look to him and think how happy I'd be if we were together. But now, I just don't know where to turn.

But instead of rambling even more about my heartache, I decided to finally post some pics of that painting I did. I wonder if I could get anything for it if I tried to sell it. I'm always so attached to my paintings though. Don't know if I could let them go. I'd feel like a whore in some regard.

prelim1

This is the first preliminary work. Instead of sketching it out on paper first, I just grabbed a brush and went to town. It's too bad I can't have these inspired moments more of the time.



Here, all of the outline work is done and I'm ready to add some color. I did the outline in brown this time, instead of my usual black.



I'm starting to add the first hair color here. As you can see, I decided she should be a redhead.



The second hair color. I'm doing it in sections, as you can see. No rhyme or reason here, just spontanious.



The hair is done here I think.



I've started to add color elsewhere. I still don't think I had an idea of what I was doing, but I love the combination of orange and green.



At this point, I'd decided that things needed to be a bit more sinister and so I added a dark backgroud. I think this is when she became a zombie girl in my mind.



I had some extra paint and couldn't bear to let it dry, so I painted over the edges of the canvas on three sides.



Since zombie girl is part of my "chicks with crows" series, I needed to add an element of my favorite corvus somewhere. So, up in the corner is a feather, in negative.



At this point, I've filled in some more of the details and added some light blue shading to bring out the white on her collar and eye.



This is the final picture. I put in some blue veins on her neck and face to show that the poor girl contracted a virus of some kind, turning her into a flesh-craving undead creature.