I sold many prints and originals at a skate contest. I had never done something like this before, and it was really cool to talk to everyone about my art and see what they were interested in. My favorite customer was a toddler who picked out a photo I took of a shopping cart many years ago. She handed me a couple bucks with her microscopic chubby hand. You are never too young to be a patron of the arts. By the way, my boyfriend competed in the contest. He is the 14,065th best skater in the entire world according to The Boardr (brag).
My favorite part of this drawing of two people sharing a banana is the textures. I drew this with oil pastels on a really soft paper with a lot of loose fibers. Go ahead and zoom in there and look and how cool it looks.
I got a lizard this month, and I spent a lot of time preparing his enclosure. As I was nesting, I was thinking a lot about eggs and hatching. Here are some cute eggs.
Also, getting my lizard has felt very creatively fulfilling because I have crafted the most perfect enclosure, and I have been loving learning all about how to take care of him. He has a bioactive enclosure which means I have put actual live plants and bugs in there, so it’s an actual ecosystem! He will eat the bugs, he will poop and feed the bugs and plants, the bugs will reproduce and keep cleaning, and he will keep on eating them. Cool!!!
I have been trying to get better at oil painting and I am unfortunately struggling with it at the moment. I don’t even really want to share my progress because its pretty embarrassing, but here is a bit from a painting i’m not totally ashamed of.
To prove that i am not completely horrible at oil painting, here are some other paintings/process photos of paintings I have done. I started oil painting this year-I started off pretty strong. But now, I am really struggling to make anything I am proud of. I think I may be overthinking and overworking the paint.
Painting has made me feel the most relaxed I have ever felt, and also the most frustrated ive ever felt. If I paint something and I feel proud of it, for example, that banana over there, I totally understand why rockstars destroy hotel rooms. You can not get me down! I feel on top the world, incredibly confident and proud, euphoric even. I have an identity. I know who I am. I can’t stop looking at it for days to come. If i’m on my phone and I had the choice of looking at something interesting on the internet or a picture of the painting I just did that I feel proud of, I will pick looking at the painting 9 times out of 10. I have probably spent a total of 10 hours starting at that banana if I had to guess.
Sometimes I feel so lucky that I have the desire to stare at an apple and to only think about what color it actually is versus what I have learned that it is. I try to shift out of my head and into my eyes to notice how many colors actually make up that red, what shape the apple actually is. I know the apple is red, but is it actually red? It’s like we know a cow says “moo”, but when you really think about how it sounds, it’s more like “ermuughue” I can’t even capture the noise in writing. The attempt at disconnecting myself from what I know about apples, from what I know about circles and the color red, blurring my vision and bringing it back into focus, not knowing how much time has passed... that is an experience I feel so lucky to participate in. I could be doing anything with my time but I choose to stare at apples for hours. I dedicate my time to a form of both meditation and torture. I try to capture what my own brain is processing. Everyone can see the apple, but can they see like I can see it? And then when the painting of the apple looks good, I feel like a god. And when I fail, it of course sucks. And when I fail over and over again, I feel like a fraud. I feel many things that I don’t know how to put into words, because words aren't my thing, pictures are, and if I can’t make a picture, what can I make?
But it’s ok because I like drawing silly things as well, and when I do that, “failure” does not exist to me. All imperfections just open more doors. Balance!
Here are some older paintings:
But it’s ok because I like drawing silly things as well, and when I do that, “failure” does not exist to me. All imperfections just open more doors. Balance!
This is a stupid drawing of a man and a hot dog. I was testing out a metallic posca marker. Good news. It can draw a man and a hot dog.
My cat has absolutely ruined my couch, so I decided to sew patches onto it. I got this idea from my friend Alaina (at least im pretty sure I did... Alaina you know who you are). This is very exciting because I have had this couch for about 5 years, and it has been torn to shreds for 4.9 years. I have always wanted a new couch, but i make about $3 a year so that’s not going to happen any time soon. Putting these patches onto the couch has made so excited to keep mending the couch and keep it forever!!
I am also in the middle of sewing more patches together to make a shirt out of them!! It is obviously not done, but here is about 80% of the patches on top of the general structure of the shirt. Stay tuned for that. It will be my first shirt I have made. Wow!
Scary man on red paper
Another family. Not related to the previous family. But maybe they're neighbors.
Katelyn Betz
June
I sold many prints and originals at a skate contest. I had never done something like this before, and it was really cool to talk to everyone about my art and see what they were interested in. My favorite customer was a toddler who picked out a photo I took of a shopping cart many years ago. She handed me a couple bucks with her microscopic chubby hand. You are never too young to be a patron of the arts. By the way, my boyfriend competed in the contest. He is the 14,065th best skater in the entire world according to The Boardr (brag).
My favorite part of this drawing of two people sharing a banana is the textures. I drew this with oil pastels on a really soft paper with a lot of loose fibers. Go ahead and zoom in there and look and how cool it looks.
I got a lizard this month, and I spent a lot of time preparing his enclosure. As I was nesting, I was thinking a lot about eggs and hatching. Here are some cute eggs.
Also, getting my lizard has felt very creatively fulfilling because I have crafted the most perfect enclosure, and I have been loving learning all about how to take care of him. He has a bioactive enclosure which means I have put actual live plants and bugs in there, so it’s an actual ecosystem! He will eat the bugs, he will poop and feed the bugs and plants, the bugs will reproduce and keep cleaning, and he will keep on eating them. Cool!!!
I have been trying to get better at oil painting and I am unfortunately struggling with it at the moment. I don’t even really want to share my progress because its pretty embarrassing, but here is a bit from a painting i’m not totally ashamed of.
To prove that i am not completely horrible at oil painting, here are some other paintings/process photos of paintings I have done. I started oil painting this year-I started off pretty strong. But now, I am really struggling to make anything I am proud of. I think I may be overthinking and overworking the paint.
Painting has made me feel the most relaxed I have ever felt, and also the most frustrated ive ever felt. If I paint something and I feel proud of it, for example, that banana over there, I totally understand why rockstars destroy hotel rooms. You can not get me down! I feel on top the world, incredibly confident and proud, euphoric even. I have an identity. I know who I am. I can’t stop looking at it for days to come. If i’m on my phone and I had the choice of looking at something interesting on the internet or a picture of the painting I just did that I feel proud of, I will pick looking at the painting 9 times out of 10. I have probably spent a total of 10 hours starting at that banana if I had to guess.
Sometimes I feel so lucky that I have the desire to stare at an apple and to only think about what color it actually is versus what I have learned that it is. I try to shift out of my head and into my eyes to notice how many colors actually make up that red, what shape the apple actually is. I know the apple is red, but is it actually red? It’s like we know a cow says “moo”, but when you really think about how it sounds, it’s more like “ermuughue” I can’t even capture the noise in writing. The attempt at disconnecting myself from what I know about apples, from what I know about circles and the color red, blurring my vision and bringing it back into focus, not knowing how much time has passed... that is an experience I feel so lucky to participate in. I could be doing anything with my time but I choose to stare at apples for hours. I dedicate my time to a form of both meditation and torture. I try to capture what my own brain is processing. Everyone can see the apple, but can they see like I can see it? And then when the painting of the apple looks good, I feel like a god. And when I fail, it of course sucks. And when I fail over and over again, I feel like a fraud. I feel many things that I don’t know how to put into words, because words aren't my thing, pictures are, and if I can’t make a picture, what can I make?
But it’s ok because I like drawing silly things as well, and when I do that, “failure” does not exist to me. All imperfections just open more doors. Balance!
Here are some older paintings:
But it’s ok because I like drawing silly things as well, and when I do that, “failure” does not exist to me. All imperfections just open more doors. Balance!
This is a stupid drawing of a man and a hot dog. I was testing out a metallic posca marker. Good news. It can draw a man and a hot dog.
My cat has absolutely ruined my couch, so I decided to sew patches onto it. I got this idea from my friend Alaina (at least im pretty sure I did... Alaina you know who you are). This is very exciting because I have had this couch for about 5 years, and it has been torn to shreds for 4.9 years. I have always wanted a new couch, but i make about $3 a year so that’s not going to happen any time soon. Putting these patches onto the couch has made so excited to keep mending the couch and keep it forever!!
I am also in the middle of sewing more patches together to make a shirt out of them!! It is obviously not done, but here is about 80% of the patches on top of the general structure of the shirt. Stay tuned for that. It will be my first shirt I have made. Wow!
Scary man on red paper
Another family. Not related to the previous family. But maybe they're neighbors.
Katelyn Betz
June
I sold many prints and originals at a skate contest. I had never done something like this before, and it was really cool to talk to everyone about my art and see what they were interested in. My favorite customer was a toddler who picked out a photo I took of a shopping cart many years ago. She handed me a couple bucks with her microscopic chubby hand. You are never too young to be a patron of the arts. By the way, my boyfriend competed in the contest. He is the 14,065th best skater in the entire world according to The Boardr (brag).
My favorite part of this drawing of two people sharing a banana is the textures. I drew this with oil pastels on a really soft paper with a lot of loose fibers. Go ahead and zoom in there and look and how cool it looks.
I got a lizard this month, and I spent a lot of time preparing his enclosure. As I was nesting, I was thinking a lot about eggs and hatching. Here are some cute eggs.
Also, getting my lizard has felt very creatively fulfilling because I have crafted the most perfect enclosure, and I have been loving learning all about how to take care of him. He has a bioactive enclosure which means I have put actual live plants and bugs in there, so it’s an actual ecosystem! He will eat the bugs, he will poop and feed the bugs and plants, the bugs will reproduce and keep cleaning, and he will keep on eating them. Cool!!!
I have been trying to get better at oil painting and I am unfortunately struggling with it at the moment. I don’t even really want to share my progress because its pretty embarrassing, but here is a bit from a painting i’m not totally ashamed of.
To prove that i am not completely horrible at oil painting, here are some other paintings/process photos of paintings I have done. I started oil painting this year-I started off pretty strong. But now, I am really struggling to make anything I am proud of. I think I may be overthinking and overworking the paint.
Painting has made me feel the most relaxed I have ever felt, and also the most frustrated ive ever felt. If I paint something and I feel proud of it, for example, that banana over there, I totally understand why rockstars destroy hotel rooms. You can not get me down! I feel on top the world, incredibly confident and proud, euphoric even. I have an identity. I know who I am. I can’t stop looking at it for days to come. If i’m on my phone and I had the choice of looking at something interesting on the internet or a picture of the painting I just did that I feel proud of, I will pick looking at the painting 9 times out of 10. I have probably spent a total of 10 hours starting at that banana if I had to guess.
Sometimes I feel so lucky that I have the desire to stare at an apple and to only think about what color it actually is versus what I have learned that it is. I try to shift out of my head and into my eyes to notice how many colors actually make up that red, what shape the apple actually is. I know the apple is red, but is it actually red? It’s like we know a cow says “moo”, but when you really think about how it sounds, it’s more like “ermuughue” I can’t even capture the noise in writing. The attempt at disconnecting myself from what I know about apples, from what I know about circles and the color red, blurring my vision and bringing it back into focus, not knowing how much time has passed... that is an experience I feel so lucky to participate in. I could be doing anything with my time but I choose to stare at apples for hours. I dedicate my time to a form of both meditation and torture. I try to capture what my own brain is processing. Everyone can see the apple, but can they see like I can see it? And then when the painting of the apple looks good, I feel like a god. And when I fail, it of course sucks. And when I fail over and over again, I feel like a fraud. I feel many things that I don’t know how to put into words, because words aren't my thing, pictures are, and if I can’t make a picture, what can I make?
But it’s ok because I like drawing silly things as well, and when I do that, “failure” does not exist to me. All imperfections just open more doors. Balance!
Here are some older paintings:
But it’s ok because I like drawing silly things as well, and when I do that, “failure” does not exist to me. All imperfections just open more doors. Balance!
This is a stupid drawing of a man and a hot dog. I was testing out a metallic posca marker. Good news. It can draw a man and a hot dog.
My cat has absolutely ruined my couch, so I decided to sew patches onto it. I got this idea from my friend Alaina (at least im pretty sure I did... Alaina you know who you are). This is very exciting because I have had this couch for about 5 years, and it has been torn to shreds for 4.9 years. I have always wanted a new couch, but i make about $3 a year so that’s not going to happen any time soon. Putting these patches onto the couch has made so excited to keep mending the couch and keep it forever!!
I am also in the middle of sewing more patches together to make a shirt out of them!! It is obviously not done, but here is about 80% of the patches on top of the general structure of the shirt. Stay tuned for that. It will be my first shirt I have made. Wow!
Scary man on red paper
Another family. Not related to the previous family. But maybe they're neighbors.
Katelyn Betz