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Just a random sorta flowery thingie

Published on November 16, 2008 in Lined Paper and Sketch. 0 Comments Tags: , , , .
Just a random flowery thingie inspired by the outfit I'm wearing.

Today’s post is a little later in the afternoon than I usually post… I blame it on the fact that it is a Sunday. Another picture drawn in green biro: its becoming a habit. Its actually because its the only pen on my actual computer desk at the moment, save for my wacom pen… which, while useful, doesn’t actually draw on paper all that well, being as it only works on the wacom tablet.

Anyhow, today’s picture is just a little something whipped up quickly to go up on here – it was inspired by the dress that I’m wearing today. I’m slumming it around the house in something I’d like to refer to as ‘bedsheet couture’. In other words, light, loose, comfortable and severely unflattering. That said, I, my husband and my brother-in-law are the only people who have to see me in it, therefore, I’m all for the comfort over style! I have the air conditioning on, a light breeze wafting through the room, a good book to get back to… life doesn’t really get much better than this.

Hope y’all are having a great weekend too, I have a book to get back to!

Teddy T. Bear is alive and well.

Published on November 15, 2008 in Lined Paper and Sketch. 0 Comments Tags: , , , , , , .
Kat Johnston - this is Teddy T. Bear... why the name? Just because. It suits, even if it is unoriginal.

I’m getting the post out of the way early today, so that I can get back on with the rest of my weekend. The little sketch for today is of a little bear… Teddy T. Bear, in fact. Count your blessings – so far as unoriginal names go, it could go further and be ‘Ted E. Bear’, and I agree that just does take it a step too far to the left. Anyhow, I happen to think he’s cute!

No big story today, or even little one… I think it might be good to take a break from the longer posts on the weekend, to keep me properly limber for the weekdays. Either that, or I’m just being lazy. Probably the latter more than the former. On the up-side, it means that you don’t have to read so much if you do happen to read the posts as well as look at the pretty pretty pictures.

Ok, I’m off to lay down for a bit, then get my wacom set up properly on the computer again! I have photoshop brushes to make.

Just a youth… on the precipice.

Published on November 14, 2008 in Lined Paper, Portraits and Sketch. 0 Comments Tags: , , , , .
I dredged up this picture of a youth I had hidden in one of my books... cute, isn't he?

I was doing a little flick through one of my notebooks and came across this youth, sitting there and looking all cute… so he got scanned in for today! For y’all who haven’t been reading for a while, I find it hard to do profile portraits – they’re just not my thing so much. This one, however, I loved at the time and I still love now. He’s just so adorable and… well… I don’t know. Him, I guess! He doesn’t even have a name. Just a random, gangly youth just sitting on that precipice of adolescence, perhaps being faced with a few tough choices he’s never had to face before… but he’ll come out on top. He’s got a kind heart and a good head on his shoulders. I can almost see him as an adventurer, handed an over-sized sword and a quest to go save a princess of some sort… and lord knows it, but he has no idea where to start. He’d probably just start walking in one direction hoping to stumble onto a dragon to slay, while he tries to think of what the heck he’s going to do.

Anyhow… he’s a cutie and he will get the princess in the end. However, I know for a fact that the princess he is going to find is not going to be the common ‘wailing and whining and waiting to be rescued’ kind. I think he’s going to have his work cut out for him when he finds her! I can envisage her jumping out at him and catching him by surprise soon after she’s conked out the dragon in its nest (or lair?). She’ll have him on his back at knife-point, stammering in the dust in a second flat. And that’s just when the adventure begins…

Cotton-buds everywhere, no culprit in sight.

Published on November 13, 2008 in Cartoon, Lined Paper, Portraits and Sketch. 0 Comments Tags: , , , , , , .
Kat Johnston - I have an inkling that a certain little somebody might be to blame for cotton-buds being scattered from one side of the room to the other.

I have a feeling a certain little someone (who will remain nameless… *cough cough* Lolita *cough cough*) is responsible for the current state of my bathroom. You see, I went and had a nice little nap, awoke, and during that time, somebody had strewn the entire contents of a packet of 400 cotton-buds from one side of the room to the other. Not one guilty party seemed to want to own up to it though.

Lets just say that this little picture is my way of drawing what that certain someone might look like if they were human and trying on the ‘oh, wait, there are cotton-buds everywhere in the bathroom? I am just as shocked as you are, and further, I cannot believe that you thought that I might be responsible for this absolute travasty!’ type look. Lolita nails the look as a kitten just fine… and she wouldn’t acutally look like that as a human, I think… but it still gets the point across. It really doesn’t matter how incredibly naughty she is – our Lolita gets away with it every time.

The Last Lecture.

Published on November 12, 2008 in Interesting Links, Lined Paper, Owls, Personal and Sketch. 0 Comments Tags: , , , .
Just another little owl who sits upon my page.

This drawing was done last night, while chatting to a friend of mine. She has a certain love of owls, so this is just what sprung to mind as I was sitting there with a notebook and the pen of the day… still the green one, as you can see, because it was close to hand and thankfully, still working.

I’m going to share with you what I have been doing for the morning thus far. I’ve been sitting back and watching the Last Lecture by Randy Pausch. Its worth every single minute and yes, I did tear up. I’m a wuss. I know that he is one of those people that would have affected so many lives in so many ways… even if he himself didn’t even know it. He acknowledged himself some of the people who really had that great influence on him too.

I wonder sometimes whether some of the people I have known and have affected me in such a way even know about it. I can thank, for example, one particular teacher for giving me the drive and belief in myself enough to go to university, rather than take the other options that had been laid before me. Honestly, it even affected my decision to take it further, to do my Masters. Lord knows if I will ever go on to do a PhD, but if I do, I will still acknowledge that that particular person is partly to thank for that. I doubt that they even realize it.

Its a funny thing, isn’t it? We all make our little marks on the world and sometimes don’t even have a clue. I know that I can recount things that made a big difference in my life that to others isn’t even a part of their own memory any more because it lacked the importance to be retained.

Its just odd, I guess, the importance we place on some things that is insignificant, really, to another; the poem you showed your 6th grade teacher, who turned around and said ‘keep going’, even though they didn’t have to, or that friend you’d capture lizards and frogs with and then learned more about with. Did you know that the real name for the cane-toad is ‘bufo marinus‘? Even just single, blessed moments, like ripples in a pool (to use that tired old metaphor), I can name dozens that wouldn’t even start to be remembered by other people, but were significant to me.

Funny, huh?