–This Sunday we’re going to do something a little different.
As much as I would’ve liked to share some new artwork with you this weekend, my ongoing health issues have been acting up the last few days & it’s left me with a series of nasty migraines that have been hindering my ability to concentrate.
I don’t want any of you to worry. I’m getting the best possible care I can get and have been showing some signs of improvement lately.
So with all that said & out of the way,
I’d simply like to recap/re-share my last 2 posts on here within our little Sleepy Sundays timeframe.
It’s been 7 years since we put the first card in the sky.
So much has changed.
We almost had to close between this year and last. Somehow, running on miracles, we were able to save this place. &While things are still somewhat uncertain, I am grateful for this opportunity to continue what we are trying to build on.
My younger cousin and I have been dialoguing a lot more recently and it’s opened my eyes to so many new things. One would be, I’ve never realized how similar we are as adults. I remember us running around as children and always having a great deal in common, but was blind to the fact that it transferred into adulthood.
We spoke about our family and our ethnicity and so many wonderful things. She is raising a child of her own and she is doing an amazing job, even being dealt a shitty hand. I am in awe of her. At 21 she has more maturity than some people twice her age.
This all sparked conversation in my own home about race and ethnicity and even more wonderful things. As that conversation was happening, I was sent some links to something that made me sick on Twitter.
People were (and still are) complaining about the race of a girl cast to play the new Ariel in Disney’s live-action version of The Little Mermaid.
What a bunch of fuckwits. Talk about a waste of space.
I’ve drawn and designed mermaids many times in my life and now I do so professionally, and I assure you, no where does it state they have to be a certain shade. I’ve even designed some with a lavender skin, or a greenish hue, sometimes pink; sometimes blue.
In the words of Jim Morrison, people are strange.
There are events going on in our country that are in dire need of attention, but these are the things some choose to get angry about.
The Shining Sea
I have a niece that I already know will very much look up to the new Ariel. Right now, her favorite is Moana for similar reasons. That alone makes me smile. That alone makes me want to give every one of those people complaining a great, big Jersey hello. (That’s the middle finger for those of you that’ve never been out here.)
So with that said, I hardly ever do fan art. About 98% of my art are originals. That being the case, I am going to make an exception for this next one and maybe a few others. After all, I plan on doing more of these for this movie coming up if time allows.
The following early concept is one of a limited edition series I’m doing on mermaids. This first one was inspired by the new Ariel.
Instead of me going back at some of those people that are spreading racist ideals on Twitter, this is going to be my retaliation. Share it if you can. Art speaks and it also teaches. Let the art teach. Maybe they can see its beauty and learn something.
Today is an odd day for me. For the past 14 years, I’ve had to deal with this day not only being the anniversary of my mother’s death, but her birthday as well.
When I want to celebrate her life & keep her memory going, that sudden sadness still tends to creep its way in. Understanding a lot of the roller coaster that is losing someone that close to you, I’ve been able to help others over the years.
For those of you that ask but rarely get an answer:
This is how I deal.
This has always been how I deal, cope, whatever you’d like to call it. Art is a therapeutic tool for me as much as it is a passion. Though, if you’ve been following here a while, you probably already know that.
I’ve got so much more to vent, but not here. We’ll save that for another Daydreams Diary.
Just know I care a lot about so many of you.
This one is for my Mom. 14 years and I still miss her like it was yesterday.
Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. It’s been so many years since she’s gone now. Yet, she never fails to enter my mind with a memory or make me laugh from one. I was speaking to a cousin of mine recently that feels just the same about her. We both wish she was still here with us to laugh. We miss her.
Whenever I decide to do a little tribute piece for her, purple hues often find their way in as they were here favorite. There’s a tendency that I also stick some sort of flowers in there as well since they remind me of her.