Kat Johnston

Tag: Humerous

  • Buttons. His name is Buttons.

    Kat Johnston Sketchbook - they just keep on coming, don't they? Well... at least they keep me entertained...

    Today’s littlest sketch-book page. His name is Buttons. I have no idea why. Cute little mite, isn’t he?

    Only read on if you want to be bored with my ranting… I’m in a ranting mood today.

    So, I am all alone at home today, kept company only by my two self-serving cats who are quite happy to ignore me all day, so long as I’m not walking to the kitchen (Oh my, she means food doesn’t she? Dinner time? Now? Now!) or laying down somewhere. Apparently I make an excellent cat-cushion. Lolita is the worst of the two in that way – if I’ve popped upstairs to shut my eyes for a few moments, she’s often only a few seconds behind me. She waits until I am nice and settled, drifting off into blessed unconsciousness, before bouncing up, purring like a mack truck, and batting my nose with a paw to get pettings. Cheeky little wench.

    Penny, meanwhile, has set up camp in the closet for the day, making entirely sure that all my black clothing (which accounts for most of my clothing, by the way) is suitably exposed to as much of her cream-coloured cat fur as possible. Isn’t she sweet? I think I’d better put another lint-brush on the shopping list

    Darling hubby is away for a few days doing something or other. Him calling home to say ‘oh sweetie, I have to bring you here, the beach is just beautiful!’ isn’t helping either. I’m seriously considering glaring at him from here with my laser-eyes-of-doom and seeing what affect it has on him. Meanwhile, I’m stuck writing assignments and glancing wistfully towards my bed, counting down the hours until I can retire to it without feeling incredibly guilty that I haven’t gotten more work done during the day.

    Just on a side-note, I’ve just joined Digg (about time!) and discovered this when browsing through some of the items on there. I laughed out loud. I think you might also. So check it out, safe for work, I promise!

    Please feel free to Digg any of my posts, just click to enter into the post itself and down the bottom is a ‘share this’ button. Click, and go to town!

  • What’s the Buzz? (please make the puns stop…)

    Kat Johnston Sketch - ok, we've got to stop with the flies, don't we? The girl is wearing fly goggles for Pete's sake! I'm not sure if the psyche's look kindly on such behavior...

    Sorry for the pun. Its a compulsion. I don’t want for such things to happen, but its entirely beyond my control. I know its lame, but I can’t help it that despite the fact that they are about the most sigh-worthy jokes in history, I am still amused by them.

    Not much really to say about this picture, save for the fact that I like her. I know, I know, ‘It is getting beyond a joke – stop it with the flies already!’ I hear you cry. If it is any consolation, it didn’t start out that way – I was going to draw a girl like any other… well… not quite any other, but you get the picture.

    I find that when I sketch, if something is telling you one thing, even when what you originally wanted was something different, its time to run with it and see where it leads you. Sketches like these take minutes, not days. They’re not meant to rival the Sistine Chapel, they’re just quick little snippets of thought that run skittering across my brain saying ‘draw me, draw me!’ Some just happen to scream out a little louder than others at times. Its better just to listen, really, and go with the flow.

    They even start jostling some days, getting more than a little pushy. I guess it can get to being pretty stiff competition up there when I have a million other things on my mind. Especially when an ingenious plan including a ferret, a beach-ball and two pounds of English cheddar cheese is your competition for upper-brain activity.

    Ah well… what can I say? Its pointless to resist it. ‘Batty girl with fly goggles’ wins the brain-lottery this evening. Her prize? International exposure on the internets, a ‘buzz-ity-buzz’ caption and an ingenious plan of her very own involving a ferret, a beach ball and two pounds of delicious English cheddar… who said psychosis can’t be fun?

  • Today’s sketch is a little topsy-turvy.

    Kat Johnston Sketch - Upside down? Who's odd idea was that for a joke? I feel like Blackboard should be here saying 'hurry up, hurry up...'

    Today’s little sketch is… upside-down? Not my fault, I swear! I drew the eyes and they just came out that way. I was listening to music from Moulin Rouge, and a (seemingly) random selection of classic French tunes as I was drawing this little lady. I don’t know why I feel the need to mention that, but I think it might be significant somehow.

    You know… I love my hubby, I really do. But he can be an evil man at times… I think that is one of the reasons I do love him so incredibly much.

    We went shopping yesterday, for a few new shirts for him. I was able to pick up a couple of hooded tops for myself while we were at it – one incredibly over-sized, incredibly comfy olive-coloured one for lounging around the house in… and one nicely-fitted black creation that has a cute little set of buttons to one side of the collar, so that it can be worn with a high collar or v-neck. I put the black one on again as soon as I got home to show off to my loving spouse, since he didn’t get to see it on me in the shop.

    I threw it on with a long black skirt, as the one I was wearing didn’t show it off quite to best effect. I plonked down the stairs and did a twirl for him… to which he said ‘Pull up the hood for me?’. I obediently pulled up the hood for him, so that he could see what it looked like – to which he responded ‘now all you need is an apple…’

    Horrid man. Do I look as if I go around poisoning young princesses who board with miner dwarves in the middle of enchanted forests? I think not! I’d make sure the job got done right the first time round…

  • Do I look like a frog to you?

    Kat Johnston - Flies... Good for frogs, not to be given as gifts to your significant other.

    After posting that last little picture, I had a rethink… I know that my husband reads this blog (or he’d better, if he knows what’s good for him), and I just wanted to get something out of the way quick. I am not a frog, nor do I require a gift of flies, no matter how much I have been drawing them over the past few days. I’ll take other gifties please. Like frogs. Made of chocolate!

  • Lady of the Flies.

    Kat Johnston - Lord of the flies move over, there is a new Lady in town.

    There we go, I have put up a picture drawn today after all. How’s that for commitment for you? Today’s subject: Lady of the Flies. Complete with antennae.

    Just as an interesting side-note, they can not be true flies in my picture. According to Wiki’s page on flies, true flies only have two wings. Although there are other insects that might have fly in the name, such as mayflies or fireflies, they are not, in fact, true flies as they have more than one set of wings. Hows that for some interesting trivia for you? Oh, and, uhhhh, yes… I did just go and look that up.