Kat Johnston

Tag: letter

  • Nibble nibble… NOM!

    Its so cute when someone tries to be all delicate and sweet with their food… then goes ‘screw it’ and shoves it all down their throat at once as if it’s going to sneak off their plate if left too long.Its so cute when someone tries to be all delicate and sweet with their food… then goes ‘screw it’ and shoves it all down their throat at once as if it’s going to sneak off their plate if left too long.

    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…

  • Just the letter ‘K’.

    Just the letter K, drawn last night as I watched a few episodes of this and that… probably not finished, but probably never will be.

    Yup, just as the title suggests. When faced with a new little sketchbook (and I have been buying two of these little ones every time I go to the Kelvin Grove Markets) I am forced into doing something of note on the first page. This time I went ‘screw it’ and just started sketching this K. It probably isn’t finished, it probably never will be, and shall certainly never recieve any typography awards. That said, for a ‘just start sketching and see where it goes’ type letter, it isn’t doing too badly.

    I have decided, for some reason, that if I have numerous of these little notebookie-thingies, that I won’t be so concerned about screwing up in them. Yay for fooling myself. Annnnyhow… I am not going to write anything of great note right now. Not here, in any case. I have to go get suitably attired for leaving the house, so that I can go grab some milk and foodstuffs down at the shop. More tomorrow!

  • An Envelope and some Stardust.

    \'Envelope\' by Kat Johnston

    Ok, again I apologize… way too much time between postings for what was meant to be a ‘one a day’ type thing. That said, day to day life can get a little bothersome!

    Today, I watched Stardust… I’ve read the book – I did a long time ago, have many times and when the movie came out, I read it again… but it has taken until now for me to actually get it out on dvd and watch the damn thing. As with most ‘book to movie’ transitions, I found it easiest to sit back and just pretend that I hadn’t read the book at all. Just makes the experience oh so much nicer *grin*.

    Anyhow, how does that fit in to the grand big scheme of things? It doesn’t, really… save for the fact that I did these scribbles after watching that movie. For what it is worth, I am terrified of profile faces… um… drawing them, it is… otherwise that really would be an interesting phobia to add to the growing list of phobias that currently exist. Anyhow… this is the random sketching for today: now lets see if I can remain motivated enough to give you something to look at tomorrow! (sisters arrive, yay!)