New paintings and regular art updates.
Playing and learning, using metallic felt pens and the filters and mosaic tool on my phone.. It’s the sort of thing you might call a doodle or an illustration. But is it art? I could imagine using these images for cards or for a children’s book. The cat is titled “tortie”. Not much more I can say.
They were queueing up to see me today. Poddling (kneeding) my knee. I am so glad they tolerate each other. Black and white filter for black and white cats. You can’t tell but the cat on the right is twice as big as the one on the left. But he’s no bully. He does go outside more than the smaller on. But today peace rained. Then later our girl cat came up and poddled too. Good day x
Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.
Almost all of our cats have been strays or rescue cats. Starting with an old ginger cat whose owner no longer wanted him. I was at the vets with my friend and her kittens. We saw this straggly, ginger long haired cat, he was thin as a rake and it’s owner who was an elderly lady, could no longer care for him. We asked if we could take him in and she signed him over to us. He was quite old but he lived another couple of years with us. He used to walk along the wall between us and the house next door. He knew when I was coming home and came and greeted me. One thing I always do is teach my cats to come when I whistle them. I have never regretted the risk of taking our first cat in, and now after many years of cat ownership I still feel the same way.
By the splodges on their paws, I could play cat dominoes. I couldn’t do it physically, but my cats have blobs and spots so you could line up photos of them so you get two next to two and three next to three. It’s a silly idea I know, but they have sweet markings. I think black and white cats really are my favourite. Nothing posh. Just Jellicals cats.. A poem by TS Elliott, about cats coming out to play….
Belly time
Turns over
Purrs
Happy cat
Fluffy fur
Bright eyes
Happy
Kitty cat
Life
Friends
You look at me
Eyes full of hunger
Are you a lion?
A tiger?
Or just a cat.
Tomorrow I’ll buy
The best food
Tonight?
it’s pilchards
Sorry…
I wish I was a cat. Curled up curves, elegant in sleep. Cashew nut shape, spiral, sweet.
I wish I was a cat, that’s just been fed, delicate meals or lion roaring red.
I wish I were a cat, washing paws and face, the most incredible positions, but all done with grace.
I wish I were a cat, out in the wild, climbing trees in gardens. But home again to play.
I wish I were a cat, companion and good friend. Asleep on your lap. Pinned you down, so he can nap!
What is it about cats and bags? I caught the cat trying to get his head in a small paper bag yesterday, it hadn’t had food in it but he was intrigued anyway. They like the cloth bags from the local supermarket, but even get in the orange plastic carrier bags if I leave them on the sofa while I’m unloading the groceries. Sometimes though if I use the bag again they go off it (it must smell different).
What other things do they sleep on or in? Cat beds, a cat tree, cushions and chair throws, basically wherever they want and can fit. Occasionally they even sleep on the sofa or our chairs, but that’s usually after we have gone to bed. Yeah, cats rule round here!
The cats asleep on the mat. No space to walk past them and I want to get in the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. Meanwhile the wind is whistling round the windows and the cat flap is rattling in the wind.
Black and white cats
On a black and white mat.
Full of purrs
These soft furs
Curled up warm
In the storm.
Weather forecast.. Yellow warnings for severe weather. Gale force winds and heavy rain. Apparently we have a fast moving jet stream above us which is bringing rain and strong winds over the next couple of days. Hang on to your brolly! We went out in it and got soaked, but the blossom is starting to open on the pear and cherry trees, so spring is making itself known round here. The wind has blown a couple of slates off the roof. I don’t know if I can claim on the insurance? I will have to find out, I don’t hold out much hope.
The cats keep coming in like wet otters and curling up in warm places. I don’t know why they want to go out at all. I can tell the direction of the wind because the rain is lashing the back of the house and the gutter is overflowing and dripping down onto the back windowledge, you can hear the drips. It’s also due to get colder for a few days and there may be some small snow showers, heating will have to go on again….
Mallaband-Brown