Kat Johnston

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  • Digital: Miss Pen-Pen.

    Kat Johnston Cartoon – Penny is a cat who knows where it is at… and ‘it’ is generally snuggles and ‘where it’s at’ is generally in bed with the blankets!

    Phew! Three for three. The first two have already undergone a couple of changes so that they are consistent across them all… and they’re all still really in somewhat of a ‘first draft’ mode. They’re still a ways away from what is required for my super-secret project, but they’re a good base to start from, certainly.

    For those of you who have actually seen the original inspirations for these three felines, please remember that they are greatly simplified! I know that I’m missing the tabby markings on Penny’s face, that Lolita lacks a tinge of the ginge, and Orson has a few extra markings of his own. I may make them slightly more realistic, but I have a feeling that simple and clean is going to be best.

    So, let me tell you about Penny, or Pen-pen, as she is also known!

    Penny isn’t what one would call a ‘social’ cat. She really only likes a few people, and even then it is sometimes begrudgingly. However, for those she considers a friend, she is the snuggliest cat around!

    This little kitty can hardly ever wait until bed-time, so that she can race upstairs and bounce onto the bed for an evening huggle. The moment you stand up after a certain time, she’ll race up the stairs for you, as if to say ‘Ok, it is past our bed-time, time to go, time to go!’

    Her meow is hardly a meow at all, but more of a cooing – she sounds like a pigeon! And when she’s satisfied, you can be sure to hear a hearty purr.

  • Sketch: Missy Pen-Pen, and ‘Yay, I got my Parchment… ohhh…’

    Kat Johnston Sketch: My darling miss Pen-Pen with her fishie treats… I love my cats.

    My darling Miss Pen-Pen, how I do so adore her. She’s the little sumo-cat of our household, and isn’t afraid to throw her weight around if needed. She truly is a queen, speaking up when she’s ready for a snuggle and somehow -you- haven’t given her one yet. She does have a tendency to get demanding at times.

    A sumo for a queen… now that is an interesting thought, is it not? Its like the daughter of a 1950s mob boss that everyone compliments and so forth, even though in reality she’s no drop-dead gorgeous bombshell: she’s twice the size of a house and happy for it. So long as the situation didn’t change, she’d never have reason to doubt other than what people have told her either, would she? While not exactly entirely true, you get the picture. My Pen-Pen is a queen and a sumo to boot.

    Onto an entirely unrelated matter… I got my parchment yesterday! I’ve now officially got my little piece of paper saying ‘Look world, this person has actually completed a Masters of Arts and Creative Industries Management, and she’s done it in such a competent manner that we’re willing to say she somehow knows what she’s talking about. Yay her.’

    It’s kinda a funny feeling: I have it done, completed, finito, and there’s nothing left to do. I’m not sure if anyone else feels that the receipt of a piece of paper to say ‘Really, I know what I’m talking about,’ is as anti-climactic as I do… but it does tend to feel that way to me. You finish your course, you wait almost five months, and finally some small woman comes a-knocking at your door and says ‘Sign here please.’ You do as you’re told, you open it, and this piece of paper really isn’t all that more impressive than the last one (I’ve done this three times now).

    Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad to have it – but it’s almost as if finally getting it is mocking in nature. ‘So,’ it says to me, in a wheedley little voice, not unlike that weasel little tell-tale in the school yard most of us have doubtless encountered. ‘So, it’s been almost five months since you have completed me, and what have you done? Hmm?’

    Here am I, wide-eyed, stuttering out an ineffectual response. ‘Well, I, umm, I was waiting on you before, you know, I, um, got started on anything? Or something like that?’

    The parchment snickers knowingly, a gleam to it’s silvered seal as it glints in reflection of the somewhat dim fluorescent bulb. It’s almost an accusation. ‘Ohhh, but you have me now,’ says he, ‘You have no excuse left! What are you going to do, hmm, what are you going to do?’

    With a barely uttered grunt of disgust I glare at my parchment, and fling it in a drawer with the others. That’ll teach it to have a go at me!

  • 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.