Holy crap. I think I’ve seen a yellow-bellied sapsucker. At first I dismissed this out of hand–I went birding on a whim at Lake Crabtree, and saw a woodpecker with a mottled brown back–I suppose it would technically be barred, but it didn’t have the exacting pinstripes of the red bellied woodpeckers. Now, in all […]
Monthly Archives: November 2005
More squirreliness! I am obviously just in a squirrel mood. Just a drawing, but I thought it was kinda cute. http://www.deviantart.com/view/25038383/
I have no explanation whatsoever for this painting, except that it seemed like one of those things. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/25026952/ …yeeeaaah.
(This started out as a comment over at Websnark, about NaNoWriMo, and I found the notion sufficiently interesting that I wanted to follow it up further.) Little Known Fact: Prior to deciding to learn to draw in college, Ursula’s great artistic love was ceramics. Yes, I wanted to be a potter. I took some classes […]
Had another of my tangled dreams last night, which involved multiple complicated plot lines about being an undead queen, either revenant or reincarnated or possibly both, leadin’ the troops in battle against…something or other…underwater. I actually recall paying attention to my breathing as I went into the water, thinking “Okay, I’m panting now, but I’m […]
Well, boys and girls, it’s that time of year again. Once a year, Ursula gets out her marketing hat and says, “Hey, guys, if you’re looking for Christmas gifts, consider prints! We have the inexpensive and the less inexpensive, all of them signed by the artist, suitable for everything from small children to serious weirdoes.” […]
I dreamed that I was in a large house, and some kind of multidimensional alien monster lived in the walls. It started out creepy–it would leave these claws marks and handprints in the walls, and it kept talking to my mother from inside the walls, tring to convince her it was a small child trapped […]
The leaves are starting to turn. They’re still green, most of ’em. But around the edges, the other colors are starting to sneak in, a quick pass with the airbrush when nobody’s looking, a little deep burgandy around the apples, hints of yellow and pink among the maples. Every now and then, somebody’s planted a […]
Candle Hat In most self-portraits it is the face that dominates: Cezanne is a pair of eyes swimming in brushstrokes, Van Gogh stares out of a halo of swirling darkness, Rembrant looks relieved as if he were taking a breather from painting The Blinding of Sampson. But in this one Goya stands well back from […]
Swung by the pet supply store to get some more birdseed, and saw that they had “Beetlemania! Now with freeze-dried beetle larvae!” Like I could pass something like that up. We’ll see how the birds respond…