Kat Johnston

Tag: lolita

  • Photography: Self-Portraiture.

    Kat Johnston Photography: Just a little self-portrait. I'm thrilled with the lighting.

    Every so often I decide to do a new profile picture for myself. After all, it does tend to get boring having the same old picture populate the social networks day in and day out. Well, after getting my make-up done (complete with gorgeous false lashes), I could not resist taking some photos of the result.

    Kat Johnston Photography: The soft lighting accentuated the doll-like look perfectly, don't you think?

    Unlike the photos in the previous post, I was able to control the lighting in these ones, which makes (in my opinion) for a far more refined finished product. I absolutely love the way the lighting turned out: soft and subtle across the face, accentuating the doll-like appearance I was trying to achieve.

    The thing I love about photography like this is that it really can enhance appearance. In everyday situations, you don’t have perfect lighting or the ability to pose just-so. You don’t have post-processing to make sure that your teeth are just the right shade of white, or to take away that stubborn pimple that popped up out of nowhere. A photo like this is an idealized view of oneself, and honestly, a good ole fashioned ego boost when you’re feeling down.

    Although admittedly… it does also make me feel a little depressed that I don’t look like that all the time!

  • Digital: I’m siiiiiick… and I’m not happy about it.

    Kat Johnston Cartoon: I will admit, I am feeling rather sore and sorry for myself right now… I’m sick with a headache and a sore-throat.

    Today’s is going to be a very short post… I’m feeling horridly ill and even sitting in front of the computer is taking it out of me.

    As a result, this image is another of Lolli, who you can see a couple of posts down… and I think she’s reflecting my condition quite well. If I didn’t have to sit here for longer, I’d put a bandage on her head and a thermometer between her fangs.

  • Digital: Lolli-Cat! Vampire? Witch? She’s cute either way.

    Kat Johnston Cartoon: She’s a very special lolcat indeed! Lolita is cute, cuddley, and very demanding of many treaties!

    The second of the kitties – this time it is Lolita (or Lolli, for short). I’ve drawn her with little fangs because… well… this cat is mischief personified. Not wicked, or evil, or nasty or anything – just prone to getting up to as much trouble as possible!

    Ducking and weaving between people’s feet, trying to scramble up to the highest place in a room or attempting to steal a morsel of food from your very plate when you’re looking the other way, you have to admit that Lolli is either incredibly brazen or just too silly to realize how much she’s pushing her luck!

    Despite the fact that she is most definitely a creature of chaos, she’s also one of the most affectionate, snuggley little kittens you’re ever likely to meet. Always ready to jump up into someone’s lap, lay on their stomach or beg for attention, she’s as kind-hearted and as they come. While somewhat reckless at times, it all exists as part of her wonderful charm.

  • Sketch: Magnificent Mogs

    Kat Johnston Sketch: Is there anything more magnificent than a pair of moggies? Kittens… full of teh cute.

    We’re building on the post of yesterday now… yesterday’s picture looked rather much like a Lolita to me (one of my cats), that I had to do a Penny too (uhhh.. the other cat). Penny does not look quite right on her own though, when there isn’t a Lolita around to try and pounce on her tail.

    You see, Penny is what we would like to refer to as a ‘sumo’ cat. Lolita, now she is the ninja. I’m not sure if ninjas and sumos regularly get along, but these two cats have never really been the cuddley type with each other. Ohhh, they play, they skip around the house chasing each other one way and the next… they’ve even been known to form rather effective two-cat hunting parties when it comes to cornering a quick-witted lizard. But they’ve never really been close to the point of snuggling.

    What is Lolita’s favourite pasttime? Bugging Penny. What is Penny’s favourite pasttime? Sleeping… oh, and bugging Lolita. It all tends to work out in the end.

    Oh, on another little note, I’ve decided to split up the Sanu stuff from this blog, and move it over to its own little area at http://katjohnston.com/sanu. While I believe that it wasn’t doing too bad over here, giving it its own space will hopefully allow me the freedom to expand on some Second Life issues there without boring… well… the rest of you! If you want to check it out, just skip over at any time and take a peek. KatJohnston.com will return to its regular content of sketches and random thoughts.

  • Sketch: Box kitteh sez ‘I iz live nao? Wheee! Kibble Plz?’

    Kat Johnston: Box kitteh… Is she alive? Is she dead? You’ll only know if you ignore the ‘do not disturb’ sticker!

    Lord I am tired tonight… and I’m not even entirely sure why. I guess that some days are just long, and when they are, they bear down on you, making you feel worn and weary. That aside though, I’m very happy with my sketch today! A little while back, I did a picture with a scrawled cat… it was the last thing drawn on the sketch and honestly, my favourite part of it. So today, I had another peek at that sketch and thought, ‘yup… I’m going to try this again.’

    I did-so, and today’s picture is the result. It is by little wonder that my picture reminds me so much of my darling Lolita, a little tortie cross who is one of two apples of my eyes. Penny, being the other, is not currently pictured.

    You see, each night before he goes to bed, my dutiful husband does a round of the house. He makes sure that the doors are locked, that the air-conditioning is off (if indeed it were on on the first place), and so on and so forth. One of the other things he does is check to make sure that both cats are around and safe. We have indoor-only cats, and although there is very little chance that they have somehow performed the great escape, it never hurts to check.

    One evening, he does his regular rounds, calling out to the cats to make sure that they are safe and secure like the rest of us. ‘Lolita!’ he calls, ‘Lolita, baby-girl, where are you?’

    This goes on for a couple of minutes… then a couple more. After which, he comes racing down the stairs. ‘I can’t find Lolita!’ he cries, his eyes wide and gripped by a certain paternal fear. ‘Come help me look!’

    Thus, I join the search. From high to low, from top to bottom, in every perceivable nook and cranny we search to discover the missing feline. She had me quite as mystified as she did James. With a rising panic I realize that it does indeed seem that our magnificent moggy had finally discovered a special secret way known only to cats to teleport from one part of the room to another, but further, how to do it to the outside.

    How would she survive? She had no opposable thumbs, no pre-prepared sachets of food designed ‘for pet consumption only’ strapped to her bluish back. She had, of course, wrestled a gecko or two in her day, but that was nothing when put beside the territorial neighbourhood tom.

    With a sigh of resignation and no small measure of puzzlement, we were almost ready to admit our defeat. Our cat had somehow escaped, despite all odds of both means, opportunity and brain-matter. ‘One last time,’ murmurs James. The search begun anew.

    A bare few minutes later, I hear an exuberant cry. ‘She’s in here! I found her! Come look!’ he bellows, motioning frantically, as I approach the downstairs door. There, curled in the bottom of one tall box, lay our cat, quite content to nap while all around her we scramble in search of her. She had not only jumped into the box – she’d pulled the lid closed after her, effectively sealing her off from view in a place we would not think to look. I mean, we know she liked boxes… we just weren’t quite sure she was smart enough to work out how to put up her own little ‘do not disturb’ sign!

    If you’re curious about the title of today’s post, and don’t get it straight away, perhaps you haven’t heard of Schrodiinger’s cat? Go check it out. It’ll boggle your miiiind.