Compassion. Brandi Malarkey, artist.

It looks better in the dark.

Well, m’dears, I am back! And while my “break” wasn’t really a break, it was still definitely needed.

Not a lot of art happened, but I did get an alarming amount of very dull and boring stuff done. Labeling. Ordering. Inventory. Also, cleaning. It is amazing what you find when you actually go through the random piles that have built up in the corners during the chaos. Like this poorly done color study of a grumpy looking rhinoceros:

His eyes look like mine feel when I have to wake up and exercise and I DON’T WANNA.

Or like extremely bad poetry. Almost everyone writes stupid bad poetry when they are teenagers and their brains are crazy, but apparently I also attempted it on behalf of my daughter in what I can only assume must have been a crazy fit of exhaustion. The fact that this is also 5 years old clearly demonstrates I should take a cleaning sabbatical more often.

CLEARLY I should stick with other forms of writing. I would claim I was drunk and exhausted, but I don’t drink. So just exhausted.

I also apparently heard back from the US Copyright office, and stuffed the envelope in a pile and didn’t look at it, because look! I have my first copyrighted collection! The Inside Out series went through!

However, while I am still not entirely functional, I have gained some perspective, and that means I have plans. Even if only half of them materialize, there should still be some really fun things ahead. One of which is my very first print and fundraiser. I am still sorting out the details, but I hope to announce it soon. So stay tuned, ’cause I am pretty excited about it.

In the mean time, Gallery 4‘s show theme for the month of March is “Won’t you be my neighbor?” in honor of Mr. Rogers. So I give you “Compassion”, my first ink work in what feels like forever.

Compassion. Brandi Malarkey, artist.

This, surprisingly enough, was inspired by a friend of mine’s tree. When I showed it to him he liked it (though understandably didn’t recognize his tree). However, a little later I moved it to a shadowed place, and he preferred it in the softer lighting. I understand-and agree-because the light in my kitchen is pretty harsh. However, there is nothing an artist likes to hear more than “It looks better in the dark”!

Maybe I need to experiment with glow-in-the-dark paints. 😉


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