Today is the last opportunity to take advantage of the "2-characters for $60" deal from last week! Tomorrow, I will open a NEW LIST with a NEW DEAL! It will be a SHORT LIST this time, so be sure to take advantage of it!
Then NEXT WEEK, I will have moved into my new place and everything will hopefully be running smoothly. Then I'll be able to take a week or two off from new commissions and do a ton of catching up!
A new commission drawing I did tonight. I've had a lot of orders for these "Desire Demon" characters lately, and there's more in the pipeline. This drawing took about 2 hours. I did it live online! You should all come watch me some time!
I took this picture today while I was watching Orias Bastet do a photo shoot for LeagueOfAmazingWomen.com. It's just O wearing high heels, a leather mask and almost nothing else in an empty warehouse. You know, just like always.
My last post about my doctor visit made it sound like things are worse. They're not. The doctor's findings being "inconclusive" means he did NOT see the problem I had before, which means I've cleared up. And YES, I do feel much better. I started eating normally a few days ago, and I haven't had the problem. (In fact, I've been stuffing myself!) So far, so good!
Last night, though, some of you may have seen me tweet about drinking a "Twisted Tea." It's iced tea with alcohol in it, like a Hard Lemonaide. Now, I don't drink, EVER, so it was just a tryout for me. And it was a huge FAIL! It was like 12 ounces of cough syrup. Just disgusting! I went to bed early because it made me feel so bad.
So I lost a day of drawing!
And I almost lost a night's sleep, too. When I went to bed, my head was hurting pretty bad, in a weird kind of way. During the night, I woke up at least 5 times, and each time I was having a nightmare. One time, I was even yelling! And my mouth had a strange dry taste in it all night.
The lesson I learned as a teenager is still true: alcohol does NOT work for me!
I knew this "3-for-2" deal I came up with would be popular, but WOW! All but one sold, and it's only Thursday! Heheh! I might have to extend it. In fact... I won't turn any of these requests down this week.
I did some sketches last night, and I'll try to finish some art tonight. Meanwhile, I am FOR SURE going to need to find a doctor tomorrow. I'm getting worse, and it's getting to where I can't stand it. I need to take care of this before I go back home.
Special thanks to the customers who came out for me this week! I needed it!
I'm sorry to make another unhappy post, but I'm going to have to visit a doctor again. I've been in some serious abdominal pain the last couple of days. I thought that was over. Or at least getting better. I completed one half-finished bit of art online last night, and I barely made it through. I can't keep going day after day without finishing new art. I'll keep you all posted.
Late last Saturday night, I learned that an old friend of mine passed away on August 4th, more than a month earlier. I met José Montés back in the late 90s while drawing with a group of friends at a weekly life-art gathering in Houston. Everybody who knew him would tell you the same thing: "Just a nice guy."
During the years I spent in Houston, I can't tell you how many times José bought lunch or dinner for artist friends who were having trouble making ends meet. He kept no tally, and he never asked for return favors, but everybody paid him back. He had no enemies.
José genuinely enjoyed life, which always mystified me (because I don't.) He was always easy-going and smiling about something. (The only time I ever heard him angry was in a traffic jam once.) He even enjoyed his day job, and often said he wouldn't know what to do with his time if he didn't have it.
José was a dreamer. He was a talented artist (samples HERE), with a great interest in manga and anime, and he always had a pile of drawings in the works. He rarely finished them. His other great interest was Asian women. (If he had lived to see Scott Pilgrim, he would have spent the rest of his life talking about Ellen Wong.) He was the perfect picture of the lonely artist nerd.
If you had a conversation with José, you would hear about two things: his plans to clean his apartment (which was never a mess) and his plans to take a vacation to Mexico (which he never got around to). In fact, in his final journal entry at the above-mentioned art link, he covers those very subjects.
In his youth, José was a full-on hippie, or so he bragged. He says he smoked plenty of pot, but if there were other drugs, I wouldn't know about it. I certainly never saw him drink, ever. Or smoke. His eating habits and general health were quite good, I thought. His younger brother died of obesity in the mid-90s, which made José very aware of his health. He was only 55. I don't know what happened.
According to his remaining brother Herb, it was a sudden heart attack, and another one three days later. While I am sad to lose José, I am glad to learn that he did not linger and suffer. He did not deserve that.
The world is a sadder place without José Montés. We would all be better off if we would relax and try to enjoy every day like he did. I'll try harder.
Today I went from the world's biggest bathroom to the world's smallest.
The hotel I stayed in last night had the most ridiculous huge bathroom! It was almost as big as the whole studio apt I was living in until a few days ago. This morning, I moved into the little vacation rental I'll be in for the rest of this month. I couldn't even take the photo from INSIDE the wee thing!