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1/30/2020 That Little Dog Gonna Love You [Original Post January 30,2020] Somer and Oakley. Oil on canvas 24x36”.
[It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel, link in bio! This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years.] No matter how crummy you feel, that little dog gonna love you. 🐕I went to heck and back to see this painting through. You may have noticed, I don’t know how to mix color so I have a collection of black and white tigers. Somer, my twin sister, and Oakley was the first piece I decided to just fucking go for it, somehow it found itself in blue. Ok, not very realistic but it felt right. I needed to do this painting but not if I couldn’t get it right. I thought just maybe, if I could capture her just how I have always known her, then she would, in a sense, never die. What could matter more than that? For me, not a goddamn thing. Happy birthday, Somer. 1/28/2020 Everything I Let Go III Everything I Let Go III. Acrylic on canvas 3x4'
How to build a tiger: Step 1: Let go of everything that doesn’t make you strong. I can’t carry this anymore. 1/28/2020 How to Build a Tiger  [Original Post January 28,2020] Everything I ever let go of has claw marks . Acrylic on canvas 3x4ft
[It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel, link in bio! This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years.] ⚠️How to build a tiger: Step 1: Let go of everything that doesn’t make you strong. I can’t carry this anymore. .🐅. 1/27/2020 The Center of the Room 📸: @somerrunner.
It starts with this: Put your easel in the corner and everytime you stand there to paint, remind yourself why it isn’t in the middle of the room. Life isn’t a support system for art. It’s the other way around. Sentiment adapted from @stephenking . 1/26/2020 The Good Fight[Original Post January 26,2020] Everything I ever let go of has claw marks . Acrylic on canvas 3x4ft, Available, and now in a beautiful frame!
[It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel, link in bio! This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years] People think of painters in the studio as light and free. But really? They’re in there fighting for their lives. “Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow.”-Mary Anne Radmacher
Everything I Ever Let Go Of Has Claw Marks II 3’x4’ acrylic on canvas
People think of painters in the studio as light and free. But really? They’re in there fighting for their lives. “Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow.”-Mary Anne Radmacher 1/25/2020 Everything I Let Go [Original Post Jan 25,2020]Everything I ever let go of has claw marks. Acrylic on canvas 3x4'
[It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel, link in bio!This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years.] ——original caption—-- Everything I ever let go of has claw marks. The best things in life. aren’t things. 1/24/2020 January 24, 2020 [Original Post Jan 24,2020]
[It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years.] ——original caption—-- “Well, the first thing is that I love monsters. I identify with monsters. “- Guillermo del Toro . Art for breakfast today there’s plenty of monsters in the morning here. This week has been scary as hell for me. I’ve always struggled with self confidence, but slowly I’m starting to understand exactly what I have to bring to the proverbial table. And while in the company of monsters, baby, I’m not scared to eat alone.. You don’t have to like what I have to say, I’m going to say it anyway. I can’t wait to show the latest paintings I’ve been working on! . 1/23/2020 January 23, 2020 [It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel.
This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years.] ——original caption—-- . “Monsters cannot be announced. One cannot say: 'Here are our monsters,' without immediately turning the monsters into pets.” ― Jacques Derrida . here’s to making your own monsters less so, and to maybe sleeping a little better tonight. . Have a goodnight, friends.🐙 There are so many more to share with you all. Thank you so incredibly much for your support. Mixed media on sketch book: ink pencil watercolor and fear. 1/23/2020 Monsters in the Light January 23, 2020
Mixed media on sketch book: ink pencil watercolor and fear . It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. So I'll be going through my posts and working to transfer my work, my thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog. This is sort of a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! [original caption/posting January 23, 2020] I do my best work when my mind is in a bar fight with my soul. So many of my monsters left to bring into the light, keep following, keep fighting. I’m just so happy to be here. “We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves.” -MC 🦑🖤. And here’s to being brave enough to show everyone that, too. Even if just one person can understand what I’m feeling on any one page or canvas or a sticky note or the top of a desk in grade school (sorry again, Mrs. H! ) or even sometimes an errant but clean repurposed napkin if it’s all I have at the time— that makes me feel just a little bit less alone and makes those monsters I’ve made for myself a little less so. 🦑. I guess after 30 years I’ve finally realized that not letting myself be seen, not saying what I have to say is perhaps the most isolating thing I could possibly do with my work. I’m so looking forward to this “undoing” here, on this simple but terrifying Instagram account ✌🏻. Thank you. Thank you for reading. Thank you for looking. Thank you, maybe, just maybe, for feeling this with me. 1/20/2020 January 20, 2020 It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own.
If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. So I'll be going through my posts and working to transfer my work, my thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog. This is sort of a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! [original caption for this post January 20, 2020] Photo cred of me in my studio: instagram.com/somerrunner Hello, everyone in my life , hang with me on this post because it may be the most important thing you read today. . "When you come out of the grips of depression there is an incredible relief, not one you feel allowed to celebrate. Instead, the feeling of victory is replaced with anxiety that it will happen again and the shame and vulnerability when you see how your illness affected your family, your work, everything left untouched while you struggled to survive. We come back to life thinner, paler, weaker... But as survivors. Survivors who don't get pats on the back from coworkers who congratulate them on making it. Survivors who wake up to more work than before because their friends and family are exhausted from helping them fight a battle they may not even understand. I hope to one day see a sea of people who understand the secret battle, and a celebrate the victories made each day as we individually pull ourselves up out of our foxholes to see our scars heal, and to remember what the sun looks like🌞.” . 🖤 . To all who walk the dark path and to those who walk in the sunshine but hold out a hand in the darkness to travel beside us: brighter days are coming. 🖤 . I'm on a mission to break the stigma. If you or anyone in you know in your life has been affected, please send me all your good vibes, I'll make sure they go to someone who needs them. 🖤. . . Fight like hell. It's worth it. 1/19/2020 Seamonster Drag-out[January 19,2020 Original posting, sketches , mixed media ink/watercolor 2015-2020] It was this succession of posts that got me softly blocked by instagram as I guess I uploaded them too quickly in succession and the app thought I was a robot? Lesson learned. One post a day!
*It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own. If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. So I'll be going through my posts and working to transfer my work, my thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog. This is sort of a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! ---Original post: “We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life. We build these walls stone by stone over a lifetime. One problem is to construct a barrier of such height that one has a harbor, a sanctuary away from pain, yet low enough and permeable enough to let in fresh seawater to fend off the inclination toward brackishness. “- Kay Jamison . . . Here’s to being a brackish girl 🦑and being brave enough to show my monsters to the world, finally. Here I am summoning the courage to disappoint everyone in my life (re: art is not my day job!). . . ✍️🖤Ink, watercolor, pencil on paper . . 👩🏻🎨So many works to continue sharing, I’m realizing even if I post 10 times a day (don’t do this, learned my lesson yesterday! Sorry Instagram!) it’s going to take months to catch this page up to my present artwork, which is quite overwhelming. But, This is the year I let it go. 2020, you’re radically challenging my self confidence and I’m totally here for it |
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