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Monthly Archives: October 2006
This is definitely another one of those oh-god-the-shame paintings. My inner teenage girl needed to be appeased. This is a bit humiliating when one is nearing thirty. The pink! The mistiness! The big eyes! KILL ME NOW! On the bright side, though, lemmings. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/41252162/
Went out birdwatching at Lake Crabtree before my biofeedback appointment. (Having an elderly woman tell you that your pelvic floor muscle response is “beautiful” is a trifle surreal. However, like everything else, you gotta laugh.) Nothing new on the bird front, but a pleasant way to kill part of the morning. Saw a magnificent osprey […]
James was watching “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory,” then wandered off. I find Gene Wilder creepy, so I changed it to a show about cannibalism. Possibly this says something about me.
The art’s just not comin’ today–too many things I could draw and nothing I particularly want to draw. I hate that. Went for a walk and saw something…kinda weird. I was out at the stream, watching the usual suspects cavort around the water’s edge. A pheobe was doing an odd little dive-and-swoop manuever–it would perch […]
Bonus points to the person who said that she wouldn’t faint until the very end so that Sings-to-Trees would have to deal with the armor again. Someone understands me too well… *shifty-eyes*
ID’d a shrub in the flower bed with the help of urbpan’s 365-species project. (Yay!) It’s a burning bush. (Noooo!) Burning bush is a nasty invasive that’s often used as an ornamental, but which spreads by seeds and fills woodlands and is banned in a couple of states, but of course they still sell it […]
Like many of the better run asylums–and they had, after all, the sort of unlimited budget that only omnipotence can achieve–this one was neat and clean and unspeakably dreary. Unlike many facilities, it was white. The walls were white, the ceiling was white, the coarse cotton blankets were white. There were cool white sheets tucked […]
What exactly is happening in this painting may hinge largely on whether or not you think I’m a big enough freak to illustrate a peculiar fairy-tale meeting occurring in someone’s innards. …and I’m pretty sure I already know the answer to that. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/41017221/ It’s really not supposed to be a sperm, I swear.
It’s been raining for two days here. This is good, actually, because there was a fairly major explosion at a chemical processing plant yesterday, which involved a roving cloud of chlorine slinking through the suburbs, waving chartreuse tentacles, and the obligatory raging fires and whatnot. They evacuated most of the town of Apex. (We’re fine […]