Today is Saturday. I woke up early after a restful night’s sleep and immediately began working. I haven’t stopped. Which is what I love most about Coat & Tails: I get to build stuff all day.
This can get problematic, though. Like this past week, I just sat here, at my desk, for hours. Painting or working on my website. But because I love being alone and making stuff, it’s easy to get a little too isolated. For instance, I noticed a certain difficulty with some pretty basic social interactions. Like I was at the store earlier, and I walked up to the cashier and said, “‘sup?” But I didn’t say it in that passive, obligatory way that you usually say it as you’re loading things onto the conveyer belt. I said it in an alarming way that demanded a response. He didn’t really know what to do with that and said “Is this it?” regarding my items.
I never did find out what was up with the cashier. Probably for the best.
But the point – if I even have a point – is that I had been spending so much time alone and working that everything I did was uninspired. I was working on a painting where nothing looked right (but here it is finished!). So the only thing I could think to do was to dust off my cycling shoes. But of course I had to make it about work so I gave myself the task of delivering some of my recent Austin orders.
The second I made it to the street, I started to feel better. However, on my voyage of self-re-discovery, I found myself dodging a construction zone and ended up on the train tracks:
Not a bad thing, necessarily.
I guess I don’t have anything more to say about my trip, but I will reveal the following facts:
- I got muddy, which required that I remove my shoes before entering an establishment
- I almost ate shit in front of a lot of cars
- I listened to Sun Kil Moon, which was kind of perfect
- It was extremely helpful in terms of getting out in nature, even if this version of nature was riddled with wood slats and metal rails and powerlines
Outside of that, I started working on this painting Sunday, and I finished it Wednesday:
It started out as another sort of princess/Victorian thing. An effort to make better women’s outfits. I wanted to get all surreal and Mark Ryden with it, so I drew her holding something. And then I was like, “What creepy shit should she be holding?” and somehow the answer to that question was “a fork.” And then I realized that I need to make it about cooking. I mean, obviously. People like food and dogs and cats like food. How had I not thought of that? So I abandoned about 6 hours of work to start on what is now called Le Chef.
This week I also worked on Jack, who is The Gentleman #2:
Here’s Jack and his owner:
I also did some other ones – including a possum – but I can’t show those yet because they’re gifts.
At this point, I’m going to take my own advice and get the hell away from my computer so that I can expose the world to my social ineptitude.