I’ve been saying for some time that I need to add another PMDD illustration to my shop, but I was struggling to find a new approach the subject. I had already explored how it makes me feel trapped in my body and how I try to see myself as a whole being, in spite of being split in two each month. Eventually, I decided that I wanted to focus on the conflicted feelings I have towards my body.
Read MoreLet me start with a massive thank you to everyone who has reached out to me over the past months with messages of support and questions about the release of the deck. That so many of you are invested in the creation of this deck is my main driving force, so thank you for motivating me to get back to working on it. Hopefully this post will help to answer your questions and reassure you that the deck is still going ahead, if a little later than anticipated.
Read MoreAt the beginning of the month, I decided to take my hulking new Epson printer (AKA Bernard) for a test drive. Once we worked out how to stop him biting chunks out of the paper, he started spitting out the most gorgeous prints. The beautiful pigment ink combined with some Canson velvet fine art paper (of a weight and texture similar to that of watercolour paper, only a little more subtle) made it hard to tell apart my hand drawn ink pieces from the prints. Now, you have to remember that, for many of these images, I have only ever seen them on a cold computer screen, so printing them out has suddenly given them a whole new life. It has also given me the confidence to finally start up my Inklining Etsy shop.
Read MoreI have wanted to write this for some time now. Picture me as the classic writer scrawling across reams of paper only to scrunch them up and throw them onto a colossus mountain of discarded words. I don’t know why I can’t get such a simple story written down. Perhaps it is because there is no way to tie it up into a happily-ever-after. In fact, there is no neat way to tie it up at all, no revelation, no satisfaction, no ending.
But I have to find a way to write it down because the deck has a name, and it is an important name to me. I am uncomfortable with people assuming I have chosen its name because it sounds mystical and arcane. I am worried that people will think I am being flippant about the low vision community. So, here it is in all of its messy, incomplete glory: the story of how the Blind Tarot deck found its name.
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