New paintings and regular art updates.
Orme Art group collaboration on a Henri Rousseau painting done for August. We have all taken one or two squares and created this amalgamation of styles. Mine are the one with the head and the body of the guitar. It’s good to see everyones techniques and takes on the subject. How some bits don’t line up, but overall it has a wow factor. Hope you enjoy.
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He’s in there,
curled up,
asleep,
he fell in love
with this bag.
Soft blue dreams,
wafting from its open top.
Watch out cat,
feet pass you,
within inches,
but you are not disturbed.
You sleep on,
chasing toy mice,
feathered toys,
racing against jaguars and tigers.
Feeling Fleet footed.
Curled up, warm,
happy paws.
Digital doodle, using the Sketcher app on my phone. Instead of lines I used a tool that creates small oblong. Then a ribbon tool for the whiskers. Using a pink background and a dark green pen tool makes an interesting colour combination. With delicate lines I think it gives an ethereal effect.
Loud rattling at the cat flap! Something trying to get in…. I went to open the door, but there was just darkness. I went back to preparing out evening meal. Then. More rattling. I went to the door and opened it, our boy cat was outside in the dark, trying to get back in. He dashed into the kitchen and proceeded to give me the biggest headbump ever. Just pleased to see me.
Talking to hubby, we decided he must have sneaked out when hubby went out to put some food in the shed for the hedgehogs.
When a small train arrived this morning for my hubby he took it out of its packaging in a flash. Discarding the box it came in. Boy cat pounced on it and tried to get in!
Much amusement and a few photos later! Here he is, the cat on the mat in the box. Box squashed flat! My hubby is pleased with the trains and the cat with the box. Win-win!
I apologise for using the term ‘hooman’ I see it when people post about cats. I guess it’s a fashion thing. Do you think it’s a bit too cutesie?
Might be worth reading Cat watching by Desmond Morris.
I’m trying to clear out some rubbish, but the cat decided she liked the taste of this!
Naughty cat!
Don’t eat that!
It’s not good for you,
Silly moo!
Polystyrene
Don’t chew!
Leave it alone
It’s not a snack
On it you won’t get fat!
Silly naughty cat!
June, before all the leaves had grown on the trees. View out the kitchen window over the main garden. Usually there is a cat in the way but not on this day. The bird feeder on the window didn’t get used. I guess being stared at by an interested looking cat isn’t a good thing when all you want to do is peacefully eat some sunflower seed kernels. This view showed the ripening cherries on the tree, gone and eaten a month later. X
The second challenge set by our new sketching group ‘band of sketchers’ was ‘Soft’, not easy, until I saw my cat sitting in front of a big soft bag. Plus a mat she was sitting on. Its a pencil sketch with some black ink fine line pen work. It’s hard drawing moving cats. They have a tenancy to shift position just when you want to draw their eyes, or the position of their paws. I could have taken a photo but I wanted to draw direct from life.
The cat sat on the mat,
by the heater,
warm and snug,
the occasional lick of his paws,
the obligatory stretch and curl.
Cat knows a good place,
when he finds one.
Outside its cold and overcast, inside?
Bright and calm.
Cat knows the best place,
and how to claim it.
Oh come on cat! I can’t move because you are lying om my leg. Weighing it down, stretched out on my lap. I don’t want to disturb you, warm and sleepy. But I need my leg back! It’s falling asleep. I’ve got pain on my ankles, in my hip, in my lower back… There are plenty of other places you could sit or lie. But I want to move. Then you sigh, and relax, and I am lost. I am just your mattress, your bed. I am your slave.
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