Another doodle, as I attempt to work big-eyed-cute-weirdness out of my system, or at least beat it into a usable form. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38587411/
Monthly Archives: August 2006
A quick doodle, rather crudely shaded with the oil pastel brush. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38551141/
And as further proof of my philosophy, today I was having–oh, not a bad day, per se, but one fraught with frustrations. I had fought, unsuccessfully, with the Hose Hideaway that is supposed to make hose use a breeze, and instead turns it into a torment from the third circle of hell. I had declaimed […]
I am a pretty happy person. Occasionally readers comment on this, in tones ranging from bafflement to envy to mild disgust. Mea culpa. Part of this is simply my coping mechanisms, I must admit–if I blog something unpleasant, and I can make it funny, the funny story in my head edges out the real unpleasantness […]
Went to Harris Teeter for groceries, was wandering the aisles looking for something to go with barbecue pork–and tangentially, I am going to commit treason and say “What the hell is up with barbecue around here?” They are so incredibly proud of their barbecue in this state, and it’s…well, it ain’t much. Instead of cooking […]
There’s a male cardinal sitting in the cherry laurel out back. He is grumpy. He is oozing grumpiness from every pore. It is not a cold day, by any stretch, but he’s hunched into his feathers, his crest is down, and he has the air of a bird having a serious sulk. He’s molting, which […]
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38343714/ I am really not the sort of person who should paint cute kids. I’m not. The house is not filled with Precious Moments figurines or those ones with the winged cats. I am kind to animals, but that doesn’t really count, since only right bastards aren’t. The closest I get to having an inspiring […]
Because I am, like many artists, a raging island of ego adrift in a vast sea of neurotic insecurity, I have a dream. An egotistical dream, if you will.
Well, James and I wore ourselves out planting an arrowwood viburnum in the backyard, which involved digging a hole, which involved buying a mattock. Despite my love for wombats, it’s obvious that digging is not among my great skills. Fortunately, I have James. I also bought gloves. Good, solid gardening gloves. And wore them. Centipede […]
I got a lot done today–got a Digger done, got some work in on a piece of production art, got a sketch done for a small but cute painting and a fair number of doodles. It was a productive day. Possibly I need to be bit by centipedes more often. Despite this, I’ve been tired […]