Monthly Archive for December, 2008

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Hello from sketch-book number 2.

Published on December 19, 2008 in Bunnies, Cartoon, Plain Paper, Sketch and Sketch-Book. 0 Comments Tags: , , .
Kat Johnston - Helloooo! Tis another bunny, with another sign, in another sketch-book. Yay!

Phew! One more sketch up onto my magnificent blog, and this time it is… wait for it… another bunny. I’m just loving the doughey little creatures I’ve created for them. I’ve done other bunnies too, but these ones are just fun in their own way. I think I’m going to have to do a little dead dough-bunny too. Don’t worry, no actual bunnies will be harmed in the process, and the dead dough-bunny will actually rather enjoy being dead. He won’t be a zombie or anything… just… dead!

Buuut, dead is not a way to start a new sketchbook. Not this one anyway, which is full of the life and vitality associated with green, in any case. So for now, a live bunny, for the next, fun death. That’s all for today, folks, have a good one!

My first real sketchbook… done.

Published on December 18, 2008 in Cartoon, Plain Paper, Sketch and Sketch-Book. 0 Comments Tags: , , , , , , , .
Kat Johnston Sketch: This is one of the pictures from my first fully-completed sketchbook... I'm thrilled.

This morning I did the final few sketches in what is my first real completed cover to cover (though I do only draw on one side of the paper) sketchbook. Yes – good, bad, inbetween, from rough to refined, it goes from cover to cover with sketches by me and I haven’t torn out one single page. How’s that for progress?

Its funny, you know… I can’t wait to get into the next one. I have another little sketchbook the same size and make as the first, but with green pages… and I have a green pen… it hasn’t had one thing drawn in it yet and I am itching to go. While I have started in other small sketchbooks like the first, I haven’t yet completed them. One has a focus – I have to come back to it. Another I started to draw in, but it hasn’t taken off yet. This little green one though, it hasn’t been touched, and is therefore just full of ready-to-go potential.

I’m really happy with the little sketchbook… I have to say, some of the pages are just pure ‘bleh’ but going through it as a whole, it has something special. Perhaps it is just because it reflects the meandering trail of my thoughts – I actually find my flittering thought patterns to be interesting to map throughout it. Cherries here, berries there… a rabbit over here, then another further along… one thing fascinates me, then as quick as its come I am onto something else… though believe me when I say that when one thing is dropped away, another is taken up just as quickly and the first never strays all that far.

When I get a chance, I am going to go through and scan it for you all, and post it up on Flickr. I really have to through and put up all the images that I have put on this blog there as well, scan in some other things, put up photos of dandelions I promised ages back… I will get around to it, I promise.

In the meantime, enjoy this one extra page from the little sketchbook… I’m sure there will be many yet to follow.

Woof? Ahh, woof!

Published on December 17, 2008 in dandelions, Plain Paper, Sketch and Sketch-Book. 0 Comments Tags: , , , .
Kat Johnston sketch - woof... umm... yeah, woof!

So about a week ago, I tried roasted dandelion tea. I have rather a fondness for teas of most kinds, though I do tend to swerve away from the black teas. I prefer herbal, or green, though I am not adverse to an iced black fruit tea… does that even technically count as tea?

Anyhow, I like dandelions… and I like tea. The two don’t mix. I don’t know if it was the roasting that was the issue, but I have never, ever tasted a worse tasting tea. I’ve tried a fair amount of tea.

I’m not entirely sure whether to be disappointed, or glad. On the one hand, if dandelions don’t taste all that nice, I’m not sure that all that many people will be swooping onto my lawn to poach my dandelions, roast them and turn them into tea. On the other hand… well… I almost wish that it tasted as wonderful as they look and smell. I guess it just goes to show that some things are far more enjoyable alive and gorgeous than dead, shredded and shoved into a teensie tiny bag to be boiled in water.

Now that I think about it, a lot of things are better off that way!

A distinguished bunny gentleman.

Published on December 16, 2008 in Bunnies, Cartoon, Plain Paper, Sketch and Sketch-Book. 0 Comments Tags: , .
Kat Johnston Sketch: a very bunny gentleman dressed up in his favourite hat.

Another bunny… I love these little guys. This time, we have a very bunny gentleman, complete with his best top hat. He’s cute, isn’t he?

There’s not much to talk about today, so, I won’t. I’ve had a lot going on lately, so I haven’t been able to do too much online these days. Hopefully that will pick up again soon, and I will be twittering and flickring and so on all over the place. Lets just blame it on the Christmas season, shall we?

A bunny carnivale.

Published on December 15, 2008 in Bunnies, Cartoon, Plain Paper, Sketch and Sketch-Book. 2 Comments Tags: , , , , .
Kat Johnston art: Awwww... its two bunnies, and they're having fun... at the carnivale!

Lookie lookie! I drew some more bunnies, and they’re cuuuuute. Yes, I just used ‘cute’ with way to many u’s because they really are just that incredibly cute.

Ahh, what to say about this picture? Not much, really – there isn’t a heap to tell. Its just two little bunnies, having their bunny fun in a way only bunnies can… And while one is wearing a crown, the younger is toting along a balloon.

Balloons are fun things, aren’t they? I love them. My husband, however, hates them. I think it is my own fault. You see, on my 18th birthday, my hubby (who was not my hubby at the time) came to visit. The day before, I decided I would have my own little way of celebrating. My way of celebrating? Over four hundred balloons, all inflated with the air of my own lungs and thrown on the floor of my room. I had enough to cover up to the edge of my bed, or, with a bit of effort, my entire bathroom… from top to toe. I didn’t have a party, or drink myself into a stupor… that’s really just not my way of doing things. However a gigantic amount of balloons and the ability to kick them around the room with a joyous, girlish giggle? Hell yeah.

Anyhow, long story short, my celebration, whilst awesome to me, was not quite so agreeable to my hubby-to-be. He had to sleep on the ground that night, because I only had a single bed. Apparently the balloons had their wicked way with him. He’s had a phobia of them ever since. I love my man, but for my 25th, I think I might do eight hundred. Perhaps an even thousand. I just need to find a way to smuggle them into the house and inflate them before he gets home from work one day. Wish me luck, ok?