Excuse me, but do you know what time it would be if we were on Mars?

5 in the morning!
I've seen quite a few of those over the last couple of weeks. And the next few look just as hectic. Life has been super busy, with the art show I'm interning for opening tomorrow and family stuff (my grandpa just got out of the hospital) and social stuff. Every weekend from here to August is already full. It's mostly good but exhausting. Good hectic, parties and weddings and swimming and such. Which means art happens at 4am. And I'm up all night. It's kinda great.
I've made art! (Bet you're shocked).... some of the pieces look way better in reality than in these photos.

I really like these more figurative figures. They kinda look representative and universally iconic, or maybe it's just me. (So much beeswax and maybe too much crayon? The wax is thicker and more opaque then I'd intended.)

Art is the way of showing the outside world what our inside looks like (PS I <3 Work of Art)

Hat Shaped Hat (In walked a man in the shape of a man holding a hat shaped hat and he held up 2 fingers and said how many fingers and I said peace man that's where it's at)

No clue what's going on with this page... affirmations on the left in the background, oddly sad? girl on the right.

Last page! Just experimenting with drawing with the crayons then melting just them rather than powdering them into the beeswax flecks to melt over the page. I don't like it.

I've finished this volume of art journal. I have a new one to start, but I can't unwrap until I give this one a cover. So I've done some stuff in other places:

These faces in the watercolor journal are less visible than I'd like. An experiment in technique (the pastel woman in the background, H20 pencils on aged book pages, how I draw hair).

I had no plan for this page in the Book of Dreams. I just really wanted to do a gesso transfer with the tree in the right so I shaped the page around it. I'm not so happy with the left, but the right makes me super happy. The transfer came out really well I think, worth the pain in the butt of rubbing all the paper off. Maybe with some journaling it'd be better.