Michael R. Barrick's blog

All I really want is a pre-WWI apartment with high ceilings and good light where I can paint, near a nice café where I can write, loiter, drink too much coffee and make friends with the other regulars and staff.

In progress. This time I'm not stopping no matter how much I'm liking the bottom layer. I've got more experimenting to do. Fooling around on grocery bags was a good idea. Source image is a photograph of actress Eve Southern published in Picture Play Magazine in 1927. I couldn't find any information on the photographer.

My submissions to the CBC Short Story prize are In-Progress, which means I didn't fuck-up the submissions. Now to wait six months for the rejection ;-)

Trying, badly, to figure out how to write my name in Ukrainian Cyrillic. It doesn't transliterate well, and this is the first time I've tried to write /anything/ in Cyrillic cursive.

Rediscovered this mashup I did of Pieter Bruegel the Elder's "Landscape with the Fall of Icarus" and a shot from @jameybradenvonmaybe's MFA grad show performance...

Two cats, three eyeballs, and a metric shitload of cute.

Vidma has the same waist size as Scarlet O'Hara

From a photograph of an unknown Weimar-period Berliner, photographer unknown. I had another plan with where I was going to take this, but decided to stop here because it was working "unfinished" in a way I hadn't planned, opening up a direction I want to explore.