Making a drawing journal looks like it feels.  Shredding up pieces of experience, scrounging for the most interesting bits and mashing them into a coherent image. Stripping something down to it's core emotion and making it into something that can be observed and reflected on objectively.

On the left is my old cat (old because he was murdered by coyotes in the front yard whilst I was on vacation). His name was Duane Barry, named after the X-Files character who was an alien abductee and referred to himself in the third person.
   This chapter of the Journal had a card theme so I gave him the "dead man's hand". Literal enough for ya?..
Oh. and he also had his own Facebook page which is still up. You can add him. I'm sure his ghost will accept your friend request.

Spending the day with square eyeballs staring at screens, setting up domain names unt schtuff.  Basically just following this list.. http://rightbrainrockstar.com/general-advice/16-things-you-can-do-today-to-get-your-artwork-noticed/
Learning how to tiptoe around promoting yourself, but not be overzealous, confident, but not narcissistic.  I have a proper domain name again and some space rented.  I'll link it once I "move in". aka photograph organize and dpi the shit out of everything.
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This is actually a page out of my journal, (note the chapter signifier 12) that was scanned twice,once for the background and again for the flower, which was cut out by hand, bent to look more natural and glued to the picture, so it looks all fancy and stuff. Oh also, Emma's a real sweetheart. And she traded me her black electronic cigarette for my red one.  What a champ.

Emma

I don't particularly like talking about myself and starting a blog seems a bit wack.  I struggle with believing I can be an accomplished artist and am taking serious steps for the first time in my life to actually pursue that.  The title of this blog is a Francis Bacon quote. Not the "English philosopher, statesman, scientist, jurist, orator, essayist, and author" Who lived in the 1600's but the Irish-born British figurative painter known for his bold, graphic and emotionally raw imagery dude who croaked in 1992.  His perception of the job of an artist is what lead me in the direction i'm currently taking with my art.. which a friend described as "dark and scritchy"..
  I'm hoping by sharing my experiences, It will help me understand what creativity means to me and what I actually want to do with it. I'm looking forward to exchanging stories and surrounding myself with art and artists, share and absorb all this stuff that is visual dialogue.  Using my lens to reflect back at the world how I perceive it, in all of it's ugly terrifying beauty.