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Inktober Update #1


So we are just about halfway through this spooky month of October, and of the drawing month of Inktober.  I am a doodler by nature and an animator by training.  However, while many who are gainfully employed will agree, it is difficult to continue to create things on the side.  And yet, here we are on a crafting blog.  Which implies that I must create stuff.  But it has been hard to carve out the necessary time to create something worth sharing.  I haven't even sewn in about a month. 

That's where Inktober comes in.  I was inspired by my animation bros and stuck with the puppy Halloween costume theme, where I draw images of my dog in various guises.  What I like about it is it makes me happy.  The drawings are ridiculous and freeing in their constraints.  It's always the same subject, but different scenarios.  Drawing is something I love to do, and I am finally giving myself the time to do it. 

The second weekend in October, my sister and I went to Alternative Press Expo, or APE, which is an independent comic convention that I've been to a few times in the past.  My goal is to sometime table there and make something worth selling.  My goal with Inktober became unlocking something good enough to show, and I feel like I may have a plan with these drawings.

But wait, there's more:  I have been inspired to make more stuff.  I started needle felting again and cutting out a new shirt pattern.  And writing this among other things. 

So I recommend find a challenge and run with it.  And be ok if you miss a few days, lord knows I did.

Check out the posts here:
http://nestingdollsofscience.tumblr.com/
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