New paintings and regular art updates.
We got a package today in a cardboard box. Before you could say Jack Robinson, one of the cats had co-opted it as a snug, draft free bed. I don’t know how long it will last. He’s slightly too big for it and one of the sides is a bit loose. He’s just lain down after having a good wash. Snuggling and curling, paw over nose.
What makes cats nest? You see them on videos, squeezing into tiny spaces, climbing into holes in virtually anything including empty washing machines!
Where I curl
You can’t control
This is my space
If I want it.
Cats have rights.
The right to sleep
Eat and purr
Chase leaves and mice
But most of all
Be fed and watered.
We choose comfort
We give friendship
If you are lucky
Claws if you are not.
Don’t criticise
Our choice of bed!
This is the previous post put through the photodirector app. The image now has contours. You can feel the movement and it feels like an oil painting or a soft dry pastel drawing. I think I like this more than the original.
Just a photo of the cat washing. He’s just going to curl up to sleep. The image is a bit blurred. I might play with it digitally. I just like the soft curved lines and the slightly greyer areas of shadows. If he sleeps there I won’t be able to get past to the kitchen!
Our cat doesn’t seem bothered by rain. He comes in, soaking wet, and just plonks himself down on a cushion. He purrs while I stroke his back. He’s like a baby otter. Now he will sit and wash till he’s dry. Then he will probably have something to eat and then curl up to sleep.
There was a very wet cat
Who was also incredibly fat
He was like a sponge
When he took a plunge
Into custard stored in a vat.
OK that’s a really bad limerick. It doesn’t make much sense xx
I haven’t bothered to wash the car for months. I hardly drive it unless we are going for a walk round Westport Lake and that’s only a few miles. Why?
Covid, keeping away from people.
Fuel costs, I’ve only filled it up about six times in a year.
Walking to the shops. I’m slow and shaky but the car is not needed.
My shaking arm, its uncomfortable to drive.
So I was deciding whether to wash it, but I found this little mound of moss. I think I will let it be. Let nature take its course. After all I can always get a bucket of water on it. Its old and hard to get parts, but it’s a good car.
The problem with drawing cats from life is that they move! They get into interesting positions and shapes then a second later a different leg is up in the air or they have turned round, head up, down, twisted. Eyes open, eyes closed. The trick is to outline the drawing first, filling in the black area afterwards. This was a five minute sketch. Late night, the cat is settling down for a sleep. I do try and draw from memory but it doesn’t always work, especially with cats!
Cat gymnastics
Wash that face
Wash that leg.
Rough tongued
Smooths fur.
On and on
Till spic and span
Dusty whiskers
Long gone.
A paw here
A claw there
Cat cleaned
To perfection
Within a whisker.
The cat was staring out at the street as we arrived home, he’s nosy, likes to know whats going on. He likes watching cars but will jump down if he sees a dog. I think he’s been sitting in the window more recently because the outside cat has been coming in and he’s out of the way there. He seems content. He almost knocked the TV off its stand last night when he got tangled in the curtains. Now he’s lying on the floor, sat in front of the heater, washing. He’ll be back on the windowledge later. X
Boy cat on the cat tree. He’s definitely got his ‘side’ the girl sits on the other side. Somehow my hubbies train set has migrated onto the top space. Not sure why? There is a lot of junk in that corner, but the cat tree is right next to a radiator and it’s also warm there in the afternoon sunshine. I wish I was a cat x
Mallaband-Brown