Last year, I went through an artsy phase. Alcohol inks came to play and I went to town. I put up a couple of pieces on my office wall – and soon everyone at work wanted their own personalized art. I wound up giving away a few of these on special occassions (birthdays, etc).
Someone suggested turning these into homemade cards. But sadly, I just don’t have the room for that or the time. I got my inks out yesterday for the first time in over a year and remembered why I stopped doing them.
I have black ink stains on my hands. And they’re messy as hell. Maybe when I have more room in my new place I can get them out again.
Here are some of the results from that phase.