November 27, 2011
November 3, 2011
Woke up thinking about my late, great soul-mate kitty, the ever whiney, cantankerous, bossy yet somehow adorable Joey. So I drew ‘im.
Ya see, it’s November and all the cool challenges are well under way. There’s NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and PiBoIdMo (Picture Book Idea Month, of which I am a participant of.) There are probably a bunch more, but suffice it to say, November is a busy month for some.
So I thought just to heap even more onto my plate, I’d make November a “sketch a day month” for myself. Just trying to get back to the early days of my blog when I feverishly posted just about every single day. When my synapses seemed to be firing on all cylinders and ideas where presenting themselves to me faster than I could sketch or write them down.
Sigh. Those were good days.
Not sure if this exercise will get me back to that place, but I figure between attempting a picture book idea a day and a sketch/blog post a day, I’ll at least have a notebook/sketchbook/blog filled with chicken scratches of some sort or another.
Better than blank pages, I say.
Anywho, it’s November 3rd and ordinarily I might say to myself, dude you need three sketches today to catch up. But no. Not gonna do it.
It starts today.
Ends November 30.
So pppphhhhhtttttttt INNER CRITIC!
Phhhhtttttttttttppph to you and the horse you rode in on.
July 4, 2011
February 14, 2011
December 24, 2009
Weeeeeee! It’s Christmas Eve!!! My favorite day of the year. Woooo hoooooo!
Why is it my favorite? Well, for one, I’m done with my project… and don’t get me wrong, it’s been a blast, but… let’s just say, a little rest is in order.
Also, for me, Christmas Day can never live up to the fun of anticipating it. That’s where all the magic is for me. In fact, I’ll be up all night with my Canon G10 waiting to catch Santa in the act… yeah, that’s right you doubters, I still believe, and I aim to prove it!
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!!!
December 6, 2009
September 2, 2008
July 18, 2008
… oh… ahem… yes, hello! You might remember me, my name is Joey. I’ve been asked by my lazy lovely human to say a few words. Actually, I don’t know why she’s getting all this attention, when clearly it is I who deserves all of it.
But I digress.
Yeah, so Read the rest of this entry »
February 20, 2008
January 18, 2008
Ahem…excuse me..yes, my name is Joey and my good friend Linda asked me to come out here and say a few words on her behalf. She seems to be detained at the moment.
She wanted me to thank the very lovely and talented Roberta Baird of “A Mouse in the House” for passing the “You Make My Day” award her way. She was very flattered and touched, and, well, it made her day.
1. Write a post with links to five blogs that make your day or make you think.2. Acknowledge the post of the award giver.3. Display the “You Make My Day” link to the post. (optional)4. Tell the blog winners that they have won by commenting on their blog.
- Bambi at le pen quotidien for her great storytelling, amazing drawings and adorable critters.
- Helena at The Empress’ New Clothes. and Little Sketches. Really enjoyed her sketch blog and am now getting quite an art history education from her new blog.
- Val over at The Illustrated Garden for her gorgeous paintings of all things green and her inspirational and also very green writing.
- Julia at Bobo Miow for her adorable depiction of Bobo, her kitty’s antics and conquests.
- Tom (Linda’s husband and my nemesis) at VisualKaos for always making her day (eeeyew, I know mushy, huh?)
She wanted to list a bunch more, but I told her to simmer down, you only get five.
Anyway, she would have thanked you all herself, but is attending to some minor cuts and abrasions.
I’m not sure what happened, it’s all a blur. The last thing I remember was her mentioning doing less kitty drawings in the future, and maybe drawing some more raccoons or dogs.
Tsk tsk, she should be more careful.
December 20, 2007
A quick sketch of the Christmas card idea that got away.
Mind you, this whole scene is really no more than a pipe dream, as my two boys Spooky and Joey, would rather box each other than cooperate on anything, let alone help poor little Iggy on a star-topping project. Iggy, however, would more likely be found chasing her tail or hunting down and ruthlessly killing dust bunnies, than ever try to coordinate anything of this nature.
Ah well, one can dream, can’t one?
November 13, 2007
Ignatz • Joey (nickname Joseph) • Spooky
I swore I would never do this, but at this moment in time, the desktop of my Mac is cluttered beyond belief. I’ve always tried to be organized….ok, at least on my computer, I’ve tried to be organized. Not to keep all your files in some semblance of order can bring disaster upon your head.
Well, I think that day has come.
I don’t even remember what my desktop picture is, it’s obscured almost completely with stuff. Everywhere you look there are image files I’m working on along with downloaded images. I’ve got text files with written reminders I’ll never read because there are too many of them and so I’ll forget whatever it was I wanted to remind myself in the first place. There does exist, a few folders, born of feeble attempts to coordinate. And, like many people I know, this clutter-fest of a desktop, among other things is filled with icons. Simpson icons, Bloom County icons, Monster icons, kitty icons, all sorts of icons. God forbid I should have some run-of-the-mill folder or something mature housing my many files.
I look at my screen and swear, this weekend, I’m going to do it, I’m going to clean up, all the while, adding more and more files to the mix.
This is what happens once you let desktop sloth get started, people! It’s a slippery slope!
So, I thought, hmmm, maybe I’ll put my icons to work. I’ll stuff them with files and try to orchestrate some sort of cohesian, sanity perhaps. Maybe I’ll even make some of my own icons.
Yeah, that’s it! Icons will be my salvation.
I used the little piece of software, IconBuilder, that Tom found and created 3 “kitticons” in the likeness of our three kitties. If I had a lick of sense, I’d figure out a way to post them on here, so anyone interested could download them. But, alas, I don’t have a lick of sense.
Now I’m well on my way, thanks to my three spiffy kitticons. I took the one that looks like Spooky, named it “Stuff to Sort”, piled everything from my desktop into it. Voila! Instant clean desktop!
Hey, it’s a start.
Thanks Prunella. I think this just might work. If not, let me know.
October 26, 2007
I often encounter this annoying, yet ongoing argument: What critters makes the best pets? Some feel it is the loyal, unconditionally loving canine, while others insist it is the self reliant, yet snuggly feline. An aquarium of colorful fish can be stress-relieving and very healing to the soul. Parrots, though they may have ear piercing squawks, never seem to tire of entertaining antics.
How about a nice moist amphibian?
Frankly, I’m not sure why folks engage in such pointless arguments. Any critter willing to put up with us humans is alright in my book, (although I don’t believe fish have much of a choice.)
Anyway, as this thought rattled around my caffeine deprived head this morning, an image presented itself to my sketchpad.
Catbunfrobirdishpup may not settle any pet related arguments, but he/she was darned fun to draw.
October 15, 2007
Remember Rich Hall from “Not Necessarily the News” and”Saturday Night Live” back in the 80′s? He’s the guy who came up with Sniglets:
Sniglet (snig’ lit) n.
Any word that doesn’t appear in the dictionary, but should.
Sniglets came to mind today, as I was scritching Spooky’s backside and he achieved the highest elevator butt I’ve seen in a long time. So of course, that brought to mind:
Caltitude (kal’tih tood) n.
The height to which a cat’s rear end can rise to meet the hand stroking it.
I believe Spooky reached about 4 or 5 inches of caltitude today, maybe 6. I’ll have to get out a tape measurer next time. That must be a record.
September 25, 2007
Tom and I got home from what could never be described as a low-impact Monday. I wasn’t in the best of moods, but I knew a triple furball greeting was awaiting me, and it made me smile. As we walked through the door, Spooky, our Maine Coon was the first to greet us with his high pitch “meep, meeeeeeeeeeep!” He twirled a few times on the tile floor scampered spastically into the bedroom and started clawing at the rug like a maniac. Not sure what that means exactly, but I got the idea he was happy to see us. This was Joey’s cue to waddle over to me, head butt my leg a few times, “meeeeyattt” 3 times, then waddle, more quickly this time, into the kitchen. They all know what time it is. It’s time for wet food, or schmear, as we call it. Even Iggy, our painfully shy little calico girl, condescends to join us in the kitchen.
It was after they had all gathered that I realized, not without a few choice expletives, that Read the rest of this entry »