Wednesday, 26 November 2014

today's doodles

I totally hate that love potion thing, mainly because I just didn't have the right colors and instead of leaving it black or waiting until I had the right colors I tried to use what I had and totally wrecked it.

Today this is basically all I did, I had TV on in the background and barely looked up from my sketchbook. And then this evening when Ryan and I took Tank for a walk I had a full-on panic attack, so I don't know if I was subconsciously trying to keep my brain distracted all day because I could feel it coming on or what.

But yeah so I just took an ativan, so it'll be bedtime in like four minutes. Fun fact, my computer is trying to get me to change the word "ativan" to "Vatican". That reminds me of another thing I drew yesterday. The hand is totally messed up but I think it's funny.

Early Saturday morning at the tattoo shop. What a beautiful place to be.

Tuesday, 25 November 2014

A 32 hour trip to Calgary

Ryan and I are famous (in our own heads at least) for super quick getaways, and this was no exception. My dad's birthday was on Saturday, and thanks to my awesome step-mom who flew us in, good timing with the kids being at their mom's house, and a very nice friend who let us drop Tank off at her place, we were able to go celebrate with him.

My brother and sister drove up to Calgary as well, and my sister's fiancee flew in from working up north, and we all got to hang out together for the first time in six years.

I didn't bring my camera (so these photos were all stolen off facebook) because Ryan and I only shared one backpack, we like to travel light. I regretted it though, especially when Saturday morning we took a walk through a beautiful park and saw an owl in the first five minutes. Ryan got this photo with his iPhone, so all was not lost.

We all went out Saturday night to a comedy club, which for some reason I had never done before. It was so fun! My mouth hurt from laughing so much.

When the show was over it was apparent that some people had a few more drinks than others...because they ran onstage and started talking into the microphone, hahahaha. Luckily we weren't taken out back by bouncers or something.

And the next morning we were out the door by 6:45am, back to the airport. I never feel like I get to spend enough time with my family, the visits are always a few days here, a few days there, and only once or twice a year. It's not enough.

Sunday, 23 November 2014

November Links 4

Ryan made a gif of me eating a giant thing of roasted cauliflower but for some reason he could only make it at ultra high-speed which I find hilarious. It looks like I REALLY like cauliflower.



Saturday, 22 November 2014


Today is my dad's birthday, and seeing as I am completely flat-broke all the time somehow I thought I would draw him a picture. This is his dog, Billie.  


This was literally the only photo I could find of her online. Wearing glasses. Okay then, I guess I'm painting a picture of a dog wearing glasses. Why not?

The first thing I did was make the picture black and white, because I thought I was just going to use those greyscale Copic markers to make this. 

Buuuuut as you can see ... it did not work out so well. 


I mean, it's not TERRIBLE but look at those dead lifeless eyes. Just ... no.

So I got really frustrated for a bit and then decided, hey, since it's already totally ugly maybe I should just try and fix it with some white paint. And so I did. And then I added some grey paint and some black and suddenly I liked it again. 

Good old paint.

The flash on my camera made the white paint seem like it is glowing blue in these photos, not sure why. It doesn't look like that in real life. But anyway here's the finished product.

Pretty close, right? 

Friday, 21 November 2014

How many tattoos do you have? Part twenty three - my first tattoo ever...and I hate it

Okay well I can only seem to get this picture to load sideways which is fine by me because today I am showing you the tattoo I hate the most. I didn't even want to put it up here but, you know, full disclosure. All the tattoos must go up. Might as well get this one over with.

It's not even that bad, and I never got it finished. But my first tattoo was ... red tribal. And a naked lady. And blue mandala stuff behind it. On 1/2 of my back.

This picture was taken with a film camera just after I took the bandage off after getting the blue stuff added. I was 21 or 22 and living in Calgary, Alberta, and honestly believed that tribal tattoos were the coolest thing ever. I came from a small town where the only tattoos I ever saw were black shitty tribal dragons that the guy's friend drew. Oh and my ex boyfriend had a biohazard symbol on his stomach. So yeah.

This tattoo was absolutely brimming with meaning to me, every color, every shape, everything has a deep meaning that I now, ten years later, don't really remember.

Steve Peace, owner of Immaculate Concept and runner of the Calgary and Edmonton Tattoo Conventions, did this tattoo, and it's not his fault I hate it. He did exactly what I asked him to. Poor guy. haha

I wish I knew then what I know now about backpieces. Oh well. Hindsight is 20/20.

I think I will eventually cover this with ... something. The idea of a gigantic black panther head and some roses has come up and I might do that. Since everything is so light and barely has any black in it at all it shouldn't be super hard to cover. For now I just never wear backless anything because I'm embarrassed. It's really a shame.

People are always impressed when they ask what my first tattoo was and I tell them it was half of my back. The thing was ... I knew I wanted to have a lot of tattoos but I knew nothing about them. And there's the lesson for you out there who feel the same way. Do your research. Look at ten thousand tattoos and you'll get to know what you like and how great it can be. You'll know how to pick what you want and who you want to do it. But you have to do your research because not even the best tattoo artist can stop you from making a bad decision.

Do you have any tattoos you want to get covered up or you hate showing people? Tell me about it so I don't feel so bad!