Monthly Archives: August 2008

Spotted Eddie – yes, he’s a cutie of a fish

ACEO original art named "Spotted Eddie" fish by artist jessica doyle

Finished this little cutie the other day. He measures a robust 3.5 by 3.5 inches and is sports the latest in ACEO fashion of having rounded corners. Both the original ACEO and limited Edition ACEO mini prints are available in my shop for purchase.

He was created with india ink, acrylic and pilot pen on heavy grey-green rounded corner acid free card stock.

An ACEO stands for Art Cards, Editions and Originals. They are a great way to collect affordable art and are the exact same size as a Hockey or Magic card.

Radiant Melana – Floral Illustration

Melana was created with sepia hued India ink, Prismacolor Verithin lightfast coloured pencils and Windsor & Newton Watercolour on heavy gorgeously textured cream coloured card stock. She measures 5×7 inches (12,7cm by 17,8cm). The original illustration is for sale at $140 and prints are available for purchase at $12.

Matting is also available here. Simply specify in your message to seller upon purchase that you would like “Radiant Melana” as your choice of print to be matted.

Hope you like her!

Cheers!

3 Years Today and Five Ways to Make it to 4

Yes, it is that day of the year again where I can honestly say that I am sober of GHB addiction.

Five Ways to Make it to 4

  1. Don’t hang out with people who use the drug you were addicted to no matter how much you like them steer clear because a moment of weakness could strike at any time.
  2. Do something else. Pick up a pen and write or call a friend and talk out what you are feeling.
  3. Exercise. Do anything! Walking. Gardening. Swimming. Renovating. Picking berries. You don’t need to have an expensive gym membership to get in shape. It’s a big world out there folks… get outside regardless of the weather. I walk an average 15K a week and splurged on expensive sneakers instead. I rarely drive.
  4. Eat super healthy food all day long. Cut out or significantly cut down on fast food and processed foods and give your digestive track and waistline a break. I was a monstrous Pepsi addict. Yes, I consume Pepsi and drink on average two cans a day down from the 10 to 14 cans a day of two years ago.
  5. Find the love and honesty within yourself first and you will attract those qualities in others afterwards.

Bonus!

Change your vocation if you need to. My career choice of 10 years was making me sick. The more I worked in an office the more I wanted to use and pull my hair out. And this is not easy. I went from earning thousands every month to meager hundreds per month and lived in the most expensive city in Canada at the time.

I don’t have any words of wisdom or advice on how to quit what you are currently addicted to. I still smoke cigarettes as of today and someday will quit those to. What I do do is this; ONLY smoke outside! That choice in itself has cut my smoking in half. I never smoke inside ever! I am diligent with washing my hands and never smoke when creating art, packaging or printing. My studio is bright, south facing, smoke-free and clean. And to test whether or not your art smells of art or smoke simply ask a few non-smokers to smell it. It only takes a few moments of their time and will give you the piece of mind that when your customers buy your stuff it will smell of what it was created of and not of smoke. My art, reproductions and supplies smell of paper, ink and art supplies. Those non-smokers told me so!

Oddly enough, I am more worried about my art smelling of smoke than I am of myself being addicted to smoking. ;)

Maybe keeping it straight isn’t how it is to be?

Mispec beach is located moments outside the city line on the Bay of Fundy. It is a frightfully cold salt water haven where pale ghostly Saint Johner’s go to swim, lay on the sand and sweat. As the end of summer approaches I thought I’d never make it to the beach as the fog and rain were heavy here most days. Saturday, I was there with a man named Andrew and his two boys.

It’s funny how children enter your life unexpectedly. First, my brother who is dating a woman (they are practically married now) who has three little girls aged three, six and nine; all blond and all very cute and intelligent. They were here this evening bringing my mom her 59th birthday gifts. I took them out in the backyard and we began picking carrots, wax beans and potatoes. Then we moved on to flower petals and fresh lavender while I explained to them how to make pot purri with it when they arrived back home. A few of my friends have children to, with whom I’ve been seeing more of lately and it’s not so bad. What the heck what I so scared of!

I was on a date that day at the beach with the man with two kids. I had panicked a few days earlier calling my brother “What do I do?!!!”, “His kids… Ahhhhhh”. My brother laughed and being the calm man that he is, says “Jessica, they are a package deal. Meet them sooner than later and decide from there.”

Andrew picked me up… two boys in the back seat aged six and eight. I sat in the car, buckled up and we were on our way.

And it comes down to this… I don’t have children of my own. After two long-term relationships ending and no children as a result I think I had begun to wonder whether it was possible to meet a man who wants children that I was attracted to. I don’t know where I’m going with this and maybe he is even reading this but this is my blog and my creative outlet for thought, idea and experimentation and he will understand because I write or I will go madly insane! I’m not saying Andrew is the one but he certainly is nice and sexy and stuff…hmmm and one never knows ;)

This last month I’ve been around more kids than I have in the last five years. Really! And they are all under the age of ten who are bursting bubbles of energy and new inspiration.

Life can get bland pretty quick when all you do is repetitive mundane tasks while walking a straight line without veering off that path. I went on two dates last week with two different men. It happens all at once when you least expect it to. One man I will not see again as it brought me straight back to feeling empty, uncomfortable and wanting to use drugs to cope.

Andrew on the other hand, I hope to see again real soon…

Beyond the Allergy

… there is hope that life will return to normal in the month of September when ragweed and golden rod cease to pollute the air.

Earlier this evening while sitting outside I began sneezing then rubbing my eyes then scratching my inner thighs. Something had stung me moments earlier while I was curled up inside with a knitted afgan. Hives began to appear. I run inside grab the afgan chuck it outside and onto the deck and immediately jaunt to the bathroom douse the spot with peroxide and swallow yet another half of a sleep inducing antihistamine pill.

My mother grabs the afgan and shook. Sure enough a small winged creature flew out of it.

There exists only two forms of antihistamine; one that causes you great energy and alertness while the other drowsiness. I choose to take diphenhydramine- hydrochloride which is the eldest form of allergy meds available for public consumption. It makes me sleepy though and not able to concentrate if I take the full 25mg. I take half instead. The other contains ephedrine and caffeine which can cause you not to be able to sit still which not so good when you work on a computer or are trying to draw. Your drawings will resemble seismographic outputs and you will click needlessly and repeatedly with your mouse.

May and August are the worst two months. The rest of the year is not so bad. I was treated for severe allergies while living out West in Vancouver. The doctors treated me for cat, dog, birch and alder tree allergies. Dust and dust mite shit are the worst two offenders though. They treated me for those allergens to by injecting minute amounts of mite shit into my arm. It worked. For a whole year I had hives on my arms from the treatment and had to take anti-histamine daily but hey, I can actually clean my house now and during 10 months of the year I am relatively normal without having to ingest allergy medication.

This weekend I will be buying some local honey. Everyday for the next couple of weeks I will take a teaspoon of it and see if it works. A few folks mentioned it does as local honey would contain tiny amounts of the pollen that is making me miserable and in essence do the same thing that the injections of mite turd did.

Coping with allergies sucks… plain and simple.

Beachy Beachy Beach

They are all complete now; a set of four individual ink drawings that I coloured digitally using Adobe Photoshop. I am very pleased with how they turned out.

From left to right:

1. The Wise Barnacle
2. Starfish no.2
3. Ocean Coral Fingers
4. Sassy Sea Urchin

Each is for sale in my shop individually or in a set.

3 Ways to Positively Change You

1. Don’t visit the Etsy forums. EVER. period.

These days the Etsy forums resemble a mad hatters tea party on acid except everyone is serving nastiness and it’s become non-positive in every way shape and form. I can’t weed out the negative anymore. They can and will suck your creative spirit dry. As of today I will no longer peruse them. Good Bye!

2. Don’t sign up for Plenty of Fish.

I signed up last year. Then after three weeks of idiots never logged back in until two weeks ago. The idiocy has begun anew with a vengeance. To deter the idiots I made my profile mean (brutally honest). The idiots multiplied. How is this possible that such a small community as Saint John, New Brunswick is so full of rednecks! Moments ago I deactivated my account.

3. Don’t overexpose yourself to noise and crowds.

I love all the people in my life. Don’t get me wrong on this. My social life has been increasing more than I can handle both online and offline. Clubs. Parties. Weddings. Get-togethers. Family Gatherings. Drunk people. Loud Music. POF. Etsy forums. My creativity has seriously wained as a consequence. Thus, it is time to hibernate picking up and using flickr, blog and pen. I need some down time. Really. Badly. I sleep with ear plugs and my cat. I like it quiet just like that.

Just by doing those three things listed above I am adjusting my aura. To much socializing and not enough time alone to re-energize will make me sick. I learned while in treatment for anxiety and addiction that I am an introvert which simply means I need much more alone time and one on one time in small groups than 90% of the rest of the world who are extroverted and need people time all the time to re-energize.

This fact is good. This realization, that I am on the road to an unhealthy lifestyle makes me smile. Haha! Because I realize it and have pinpointed the three main sources of my anxiety. Now, I put it into practice by focusing on the good things.

I feel normal. As most normal people know when enough is enough. Much of my life I didn’t know what was enough or what was lacking. To “know” this empowers me to move into action creating masterpieces for your walls!

Life is an ebb and flow of ideas, choice and change.

In eight days I will be sober of GHB for three years. How about that!

Image credit – Aura, Acrylic painting on 2 by 2 foot board by me, Jessica Doyle. Both the original painting and prints are available in my art shop.

Synchronicity

As human beings we search for connections, look for validation and adhere to the norm. Every now and then a new idea emerges from the masses taunting older symbols long since ingrained within the societal stigmata.

This idea softly floats about joining itself to others through the senses in both unconscious and conscious ways. Once spoken, programmed, written, drawn, painted, acted or cooked it is not but a dream no longer; it is reality.

And your reality is whatever you choose it to be.

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