How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?
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Silkscreen Print. Edition of 30. 25 x 17 inches.
Continuing on my series of animal silkscreen prints, here is a wolf. Wolves are one of, if not my favorite, animal. I wanted to hold off on printing a wolf until I felt really comfortable printing big editions of large prints. It’s tough, it takes a lot of time, but I feel I have sunk into the rhythm and practice of being a printer. These large prints take about about 13-15 hours to print and I usually print them in one day. Needless to say, it’s a long day and I’m usually still awake and printing when the sun is rising, but it’s a satisfying feeling.
Because wolves are my favorite animal (dare I use the phrase “spirit guide”?) I put a lot of personal meaning into this piece. To me, this wolf is definitely female. She’s big and strong, and she means business. I wanted to print her in shades of purple because I love the color purple. To me, purple is a feminine color without seeming overly girly or having all the negative connotations of pink. I see purple as pink’s older more sophisticated, sultry cousin.
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By Lynn Keiley
Anonymous asked: Cant give up what ?
I’ve been flying high this year. For the first time in my life, after making many changes in my lifestyle and environment, I’ve been truly happy. I dug myself out of manic depression, which I have dealt with for as long as I can remember- or so I thought that I dug myself out. I guess it never truly goes away. I was hoping it did.
But the past few days have been really, really hard. I stayed awake all night long, wishing for someone to talk to about all the horrible, insane thoughts that were racing through my head. But I cant burden anyone with that. My friends, my dear friends, have seen the worst of my panics and the lowest depths I have sunk to, and I feel they are tired of it by now, even though I have been doing so much better over the last two years. It has been a long time since I have even had a panic attack, but my heart was racing and blood was rushing in my ears and I just couldn’t get a grip on current stresses and body image and where I am in my life and what I haven’t done so far and whose fault is that? It’s mine. It’s all my fault.
I’m still feeling really down, but its not nearly as bad as yesterday. I think tonight, or this weekend in general, I will be gentle with myself and take it easy. I have an awful habit of taking too much on at once, trying to please everyone, and neglecting taking care of myself.
Thanks for asking, anon. It’s really sad that for me, for anyone who deals with depression and anxiety issues, sometimes the only thing we can do is shout a far cry into the internet-because we are ashamed to bother those close to us.
Am I doing here sitting alone in this fancy restaurant blowing my money on Me, Myself and I.
Kind of awesome, I guess. And not at all lonely.