Category Archives: Poetry

Someday soon the word WAR will only be known to humans as the title of a nursery rhyme

chickens - nursery rhyme about war - illustration

And so it goes…

War

One day, not too long ago
Wars raged around the world
against oppression, against drugs and against the freedom of expression
Dictators, deceitful governments and corporations ruled the world
They devastated ecosystems and annihilated whole segments of citizens and animals
in the name of power and monetary wealth

In late 2008 social networks gained mainstream traction
and the world for the first time in history could talk, organize and protest together
The battle was vicious and bloody in many sectors of the world
Power shifted rapidly
Censored information demanded to be free
Governments could not keep up with the demands of the people
and the last of the corrupt regimes and organizations were toppled on December 21, 2012

The newly formed democracies declared world peace
The Army traded in their guns
and joined forces with the Police
to lessen hostility
and spread compassion and truth for the people to the people

Social networks flourished
and with the aid of advanced browser integrated online language translators
allowed for the first time in history, humans to realize how precious, unique, vulnerable and the same, we all are.

We were no longer afraid.

The illustration began as a drawing for a client but soon took on a life of it’s own as I’m no longer accepting custom work. Fine art prints of this illustration will be available soon. I’ve been unable to decide if it’s done or not so it remains taped to a masonite board.

artist jessica doyle's studio - painting table - art supplies

If you haven’t been following the recent events unfolding in Egypt, you should be! I’ve been regularly updating my personal Facebook page and Twitter with information on the protests that I find online.

Some great resources:

Employee of the Month – my Mom

UPDATE – Mom just frantically phoned and informed me that it is not employee of the month but a monthly “Choosing your Attitude” and that there are three people per month chosen for this because of their great attitude. I still like to think of it as employee of the month though!

Well, I need to say how proud I am of my Mother over the last few months and how thankful I am that she is in my life.

She was nominated for employee of the month where she works and this is her month! There are over 1000 people who are employed in her office; this is a huge honor for her!

Each month, whomever is nominated and chosen is given a ceiling tile to paint and is also asked to write something that means something to them. The ceiling tile is framed for one month and placed in a prominent area for all employees to see along with the write-up and a photo of the employee. After the month is up the ceiling tile is placed into the ceiling with the other tiles from employee of the months’ gone by.

These are her words and above is her painting:

Attitude

Someone said to me one time
‘It takes one to know one’
so to the person who nominated me, ‘right back at you’.

What we see in another is a reflection of ourselves.

It’s All About Attitude……..Wow, so true,
and we’re all learners.

I have to get up about two and a half hours before my shift starts in order to
psych myself up to come in here to work.

No, not really,
however, I do like to see day break when the sun comes up AND
I also love to see a beautiful sunset.

It’s not for us to fully understand the whys of all our life’s circumstances,
but for sure I need all of you in my life right now or I would not be here. It’s that simple.

It’s an amazing journey and I love it.
We are all part of this humongous mosaic and it’s really quite extraordinary
so I choose to just enjoy being a part of it. When the time comes to move on and it will,
so be it.

There are frustrating times, but those are challenges for me to overcome somehow,
and from which I can choose to learn and grow.
There are sad times and happy times, each with it’s own blessings,
both of which I continue to appreciate as the years go by.

My encounters with another human being each day are precious moments
and just a tiny glimpse into someone else’s life.
These contacts are given to me. If perhaps someone has a frown one day,
I try to remember to look beyond and deeper,
because I’ve been there too or it could be me in their shoes,
like the song ‘Rainy Day People’ by Gordon Lightfoot.

Louella

I love you Mom and congratulations! xoxo

Words and painting in this blog post are copyright protected © 2010

And a wave of sadness washed over me

Between life becoming busy and life seeming mundane, grey and somewhat frustrating I can’t say that I haven’t been feeling sad lately because I have.

Sadness Rant

I’m tired of being single and feeling lonely
I’m tired of people writing and blatantly saying they are going to copy me but as they don’t sell on Etsy; it’s ok.
I’m tired of idiots that are disguised as gentlemen who won’t return a journal that rightfully belongs to me.
I’m tired of this city
I’m tired of not earning enough to own my own place
I’m tired of being so close I can taste it
I’m tired of not understanding Google Analytics

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I’m just very tired lately and everything seems to be bothering me.

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…and I’m working hard and I’ll be damned if I’ll be down for that long because there are goals to meet this year…

And a wave of sadness washed over me

Size – 8×8 inches / 20,3cm by 20,3cm
Artist Quality Materials used – Faber Castell India Ink, Pilot Silver Gel Ink, Pilot hi tec C pens and Pilot Gtec, C4 pens, Strathmore Flower Petal Paper
And the wave of sadness, well it’s listed for sale

Guest Post by Susan L. Guran

January 29, 2009
Dear Jessica,

On a practical note . . . I was thrilled with how quickly, efficiently and graciously you handled our project together. Your skills and talents are impressively evident when looking at your work in all contexts. You seem to understand your medium(s) intimately and were willing to experiment and try different things, always responding kindly to my concerns and suggestions.

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I greatly appreciated how dedicated you remained despite being ill and losing your dear cat McGandy in the midst of our process together–not to mention the fact that this was all happening during the holiday season! Everything was accomplished much sooner than I expected given the obstacles that appeared along the way.

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Until now it hasn’t made sense

Does it make sense to you?
That knowing that on the other end of the computer
is another person
sitting, typing, talking, listening, reading.
Have you ever stopped to think about it?
Really,
think about it?

Everyday I speak with people who live physically intangible distances from me.
Yet,
they are right there punching keys…. laughing, promoting, writing,
biding there time
online.

Each week I am contacted by students;
students of art.
Each week I am contacted by people
who want this artwork.
As it gets “out” there… it becomes more visible…
literally.

I really don’t know what I’m doing.

There is no guide book here you know?

Are you there?
Really there?

Reading this?

About having a good cry

I cried last night.
I cried quietly at first hiding my tears.
I then cried louder.
I began crying softer.

I cried.
I cried.
I cried.

I cried for peace of mind.
I cried for love.
I cried in vain simply to be heard.

I cried because I miss my grandmother.
I cried because I am exhausted.
I cried because I loath my job at times.

I cried to be better.
I cried with my friend.
It had been a few weeks since the tears fell again.

I am crying right now because I am tired.
I wonder why…
I wonder why..

I cried last night. I talked it out last night. Sobs. Tears. Sniffles. Chagrin.

I’ve been lonely. I’ve been sad. I’ve been hasty and also mad.

I work so hard. I work everyday. Is it just February…
Is it just

today.

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Another land another day another dream

Sometimes art needs to take you away
to another land where flowers spin,
the terrain is checkered moss green and ocher;
where the grass grows as bamboo
and is pointy at it’s tip.

I created this art card using Kroma artist quality acrylic, pigmented ink and archival pen on 1/8″ (3mm) thick cold press illustration board. It is varnished three times and has a lovely sheen about it.

Get your rulers out as the image above is much larger than the original. It’s all about the detail baby!

Available in both open edition 5×7 inch size and in a limited edition run of 100 ONLY in ACEO mini print size in the art shop.

Standard ACEO Size – 2.5″ by 3.5 inches or 6.4cm by 9cm
ACEO – Art Cards Editions and Originals
People collect ACEO’s worldwide just like they do with Magic or Hockey trading cards. They are wallet sized and frames are easy to find for them.