Kitty is nuzzling me with the top of her warm, fluffy head. She’s purring and watching her tail and nuzzling and closing her eyes in pleasure.
I want to be kitty.
I don’t want to do this grown up human stuff. I don’t want to check myself everyday for fear of running off my mouth, which when unchecked, I can do very easily. I don’t want to balance my mind, my meals, my time, my apologies, my fear, my sadness – my relief.
There are ways to make this easy.. No more rushing to meet imaginary deadlines – no one truly cares anyway. No more ‘going out’ – I am much, much better on paper.
“Every day you have to abandon your past or accept it and then, if you cannot accept it, you become a sculptor.”
So I’ll continue drawing over here, I’ll work it out and we’ll see what we see.
Can you believe it has almost been ten years – or it is already ten years, but neither you and I recall the date..
How much has happened, how much has changed and how some things have stayed the same – you smell so good, you are so very handsome. You’re blushing right now, yeah? Thinking oh shut up Lily you are so embarrassing me. Heh, tough tits.
You’re still impossible to buy gifts for, you’re still so kind and thoughtful as well as fantastically sarcastic and judgemental 😉
You are the best father, our girl is so very lucky to have you.
Thank you for everything, thank you for encouraging me to be a better person and artist. Thank you for everything, I love you – have you booked that fucking trip yet?
All aboard the laundry train! Actually, it’s just for one. No one else has been invited.
Kitty likes to sit near us, but doesn’t find us very stimulating.
Little cygnets were just pom poms with legs just over a week ago, they grow so very fast.
A motherflippin’ male musk duck! It is a vulnerable species in Victoria. It has a large bit of skin coming from it bill and a tail like a garden rake. I was pretty pleased I spotted it bobbin about near a boat shed.
This swan was cleaning itself and then got to a back off human stage and I snapped this and backed off!
Inside the man shed.
He’s building fly screens, the first test is for kidlet’s bedroom.
An abandoned house that has been very slowly coming apart/ pulled apart for nearly two years now.
By Lily Mae Martin
30 x 30cm
Ink on paper
I’m playing around with scale at the moment, which sounds straight forward but has been surprisingly challenging. Another thing to show me that when I think I know it all, I really don’t know all the much. It’s humbling.
It’s been a lot of fun but some of them I sketch and scribble at and still think no no no, this has to be a larger work. It won’r feel right until I’ve spent several months scratching away at it.
Though I have a fair bit of reference material it’s amazing what I thought would work on a smaller scale doesn’t work at all. Husband said I should aim for less detail to which I did not agree with. ( Though he is probably right because he is objective and far more sensible that I but no no no, not the detail!! )
Ah, I am meant to be vacuuming and feeding my body breakfast but I am already getting tucked into my work.
It’s good to be back.
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