Women friends are very important to me. These portraits are mostly of local ladies who’ve come into my life in the past 5.5 years, with the exception of “Phoebe” who is my sister and has always been my best friend. Each of these women is beautiful and does important work for their community. Each of them is an artist (with food, animals, the land, plants, homemade beauty products, pottery, sewing, books, printing, photography, movies, drawing, painting, dancing, love, life). Each of them has touched my heart. Each of them inspires me. Each of them sat in front of me and let me look at them and translate what I saw onto paper.
(click on each image to see it larger.)
I’ll hopefully be exhibiting these somewhere at some point in the fall or winter.
The first time I heard that song I immediately thought of Phoebe. Her messy, beautiful, mermaid hair, the bold things she says, her own way of finding her way home. Whenever I play it, I’m singing it for her.
This is an old comic from 2012 that feels very pertinent to Valentine’s Day. My parents taught me about love. Watching them and being part of their family is how I learned to give and receive love, how to argue in a healthy way, how to work together, how to take care of each other.
I learned about this from my sister too, and still learn it every day. And now here’s an old comic about her farting on the train:
Sometimes I forget. I think everyone forgets to love their body, but it’s the thing that connects us with the world, with other people, and food and weather and light.
Dancing reminds me what I am capable of– how strong and beautiful I am and what I can handle. I forget the strong part especially, and lately. When my sister took me rock climbing for the first time a few years ago, I was up there on the rock and scared and didn’t think I could reach the next foot hold. Phoebe said, “Use those dancer legs.” Amazingly, my leg was long enough and I pulled myself further up.
Amelia (the one wearing glasses) is an artist and a good friend of mine who just left on a road trip to move to Texas. I miss her already. Abby is her sister, who is moving to New York. Both women are in the midst of transition. It was a joy to draw them together for this portrait.
Thanks to everyone who stopped by our table and bought comics! I got to meet some lovely people, make connections, trade comics and just generally have a good exhibiting experience. Super thanks to Justin and Sophia for hosting us. Special thanks to our table mate Hillary Blair, my buddy across the aisle Jeffrey Lewis, brave chicken Nina Frenkel, and finally John Jennison, the Van Der Jagts, and that little kid in the skull shirt for being my favorite customers.
(and even special-er thanks to Phoebe and Greg for being my people/helpers/support/travel buddies ❤ )