Featuring the artwork, musings and sketches of Brisbane-based artist Kat Johnston, who is also known as Sanura Sakai or Sanu in Second Life.
Don’t you just love cheesy old sci-fi flicks? They’re so wonderfully fun, unbelievably kitch… the acting, by some standards, rather deplorable (or simply brilliant, depending on your perspective). Anyhow, the little buy came first, with the little ufo on a string coming next, after his expression came clear.
So, its another short post for today (I’ll blame the fact that its the weekend again, shall I?).
My sketch for the afternoon – look, all the recent ones have been in my little sketchbook! I’m doing good. Well, I think so anyway.
This one brings to mind that little song… you know… Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars… Why was it drawn? Not to illustrate that song at all… just because I have little cities that crop up when I want something random to sketch sometimes – no rhyme or reason to them, other than the fact that they are fun… interesting… a play more of pattern and shape than of anything possibly possible. Scale is no issue, obviously, since the little men that are hanging out in my city today must be massive if they were to conform to any sort of standard within… I don’t know… it works anyway, doesn’t it?
Alrighty, that is all for today – I never seem to be able to throw up much on here on the weekends. I blame my wonderful husband for it, since he is currently calling me over for snuggles. On a day like this, snuggles seem more appealing than trying to think up something witty or poignant to write for here.
I rather love doing the little crosses for eyes on things. My favourite would have to be the bunny, yet it works on such a variety of items… from flowers to toaster ovens. Thus, my oh-so-brilliant sketch for today, while simple, is still awesome in my books. Yay for crosses for eyes (which funnily enough, doesn’t mean that it is cross eyed at all… just dead, or at the very least, passed out).
On a little personal note, not feeling 100% today, so not going to write anything too long and rambling for the post. Just what was written above. Have a great day!
This sketchbook, I have just been randomly doing a little something on each page… and throwing a couple of the results of it up here. Its nice. I haven’t been giving it much structure or continuity, just… whatever comes to mind. I think my little ‘fooling myself’ experiment is doing rather well then.
I really don’t have a huge amount of anything to write about today… so I’ll leave it at that!
Today it isn’t even really so much a sketch as a few words scrawled (quite prettily though) against the page of one of my mini sketch-books. I’ve skipped a page in between – it involved more cherries. In fact, those cherries the other day were so tasty that I need to go out and get some more.
What bought to mind this particular set of words? Probably my cat. We call Penny (she’s a lynx-point siamese cross) the Nom-nom monster… and I just love ‘nom’. Its so onomatopoeic. When it comes to cherries, I get to be a bit of a Nom-nom monster myself. I eat slow, by anyone’s standards, but cherries seem just to disappear when I have them. I’ll nibble delicately at the first few, savouring each wonderful plump, juicy fruit as the juices seep onto my tongue, spitting out the pip with much relish into a near-by empty coffee cup… and I believe that the rest are just as savoured and as slowly eaten, but I do seem to go through them oh so quickly. By my standards at least.
I think that the pace increases closer to the middle of the bag – slow to start off with, nibbling, savouring, suckling from them every last ounce of sweet delicious taste before sampling the next… then more quicker as they seem plentiful, descending to another slow and thoughtful processing once that middle peak has been surmounted, while nudging the more unworthy cherries to be eaten first, with the pinnacle of cherryness left to the very last.
I’ll say this about the Christmas season: I don’t want to go to the malls, or traverse the tightly bunched up crowds of mothers, screaming children, and teens with naught to do but hang out at the mall now that school is over… but a trip to the supermarket for cherries? I think I can manage that. Ok, off I go…
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