Little jobs
October 29th, 2009 § 12 Comments
In my creative space this week:
A pile of prints ~ Destined to be my very first weeny quilt for the smallest poppet’s December birthday. It’ll go with a thrifted dolls cradle I’m repainting. I think these fabrics made up in a freeform quilt style would be sweet. I’m just waiting for my copy of Patchwork Style (ie: moral support) and I’ll dive in. Yikes, did I say December?!
Yummy catalogues ~ Sitting underneath the acorn munching squirrels, these are the yummiest I’ve seen in ages. Freshly delivered… actually forget ‘freshly’; if something is posted 2nd class from the UK it has to have spent time trudging over the Himalayas on the back of a disgruntled yak. Anyway, they finally arrived. One quick flick through the pages and all yak spit on the packaging was forgiven. Ahh Toast! Contented sigh!
Plans and schemes. ~ We are planning a move in six months and the whole flat has to be tarted up. I love this palette. The grey background in these shots is our couch and I’m thinking that zingy mustard could be the perfecto cushion colour. Cushions don’t scare me anymore. I’ve thrown myself at it before but now Lara has posted this, should be easy peasy.
And sketchy birds. ~ I haven’t made up my mind on what to put on the cradle ends; but birds have been the frontrunner so far… although butterflies may be making a come back, unless of course dinosaurs burst forward from the back of the pack… Oh, lets face it, it’s still anyone’s race!
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In the jungle you must wait…
October 28th, 2009 § 1 Comment
I’m not prone to exaggeration (ahem!) but as Mark and I sat slumped on the couch after another sleepless night with sick kids, I wondered if we were living in some kind of illness edition of Jumanji.
For the last few months it’s been one earth-shattering stampede after another; asthma, influenza, misadventure, gastroenteritis… etc. etc. Each has turned our lives upside down and left us sitting punch-drunk in the wreckage. It’s true, two children projectile vomiting in unison can be as challenging as rampaging monkeys!
Having said that, the last roll of the dice must have been a good one; the bugs have fled, our flat has been drowned in disinfectant and a major league health-kick is underway. To say I’m relieved is the understatement of the entire millenium …
The amazing works above are by Roy G. Krenkel who primarily worked in the adventure fantasy genre and was no stranger to a healthy serving of melodrama. He was a master of pen and ink with designers sensibilities and a love of pulp fiction, particularly Edgar Rice Burroughs stories. My hero! I have so much respect for pulp artists like Roy, they can really draw; they fully understand anatomy and their medium. I guess in my formative years they played the role of unseen mentor; almost as bizarre as the pulp they illustrated for.
Images | Tarzan, pulpartists.com | March 1964 cover art for the Edgar Rice Burroughs fanzine ERB.Dom | All copyrights reserved by the publishers.
An unscheduled stop
October 16th, 2009 § 6 Comments
Hi! I didn’t mean to go AWOL but we’re in quarantine, big time… again! Urrgh! So over that! Hopefully will be back soon. If I owe you a reply, I haven’t forgotten you. I’ll swing by when the germy germs are kaput to say hi. Hope you have a fab weekend whatever you are doing. Right, better go see if the gastro-pops are frozen…
Image | When I first looked up I thought it was floating, Brother O’Mara | For licensing click on title |
Love this image, very Magritte-esque. It’d stop you even without the red light.
Passion in the park
October 4th, 2009 § 12 Comments
Susan, from one of my fav blogs, Art Spark Theatre, has set this fun illustration challenge to any that dare. So I’ve eagerly leapt into the fray. You start by downloading the line drawing of the little lady below from Susan’s site, and basically do what you will with her. Haha!…
I came up with this; an unlikely tale of wild passion in the park. A perfect post for a Sunday since you never know your luck in the relaxed atmosphere of a weekend. And if you’re lucky you may not have to eat plankton!
Manual Schmanual!
October 1st, 2009 § 12 Comments
Today I picked up the latest iPhoto software. Yee har, it’s fab! It’ll make tweaking shots quicker and help me make better use of my Flickr photostream.
… BUT, when I started to open my shots in this new version, I came to one sobering conclusion. I can’t wing this photography thing any more. Every thing opens up big, bright and crisp. The nasty will only get nastier. I’ve been snapping on borrowed time. I have to open the camera manual.
So I get it out and Whooosh, just like magic, under my nose is a very determined small person waving a page of stickers and fixing me with a steely gaze. They can smell intention…
“Yes, yes, OK, I’ll just be one sec…”
“The pink one Mummy… no here Mummy…”
“OK, there you go… alright, you can have three”
“now blue… yes Mummy… put it on Mummy…”
“OK. Hold them still … like this … Have you got ants in your pants?”
“it fell off Mummy… the purple one Mummy…”
“Sheesh, you want more… ?! Alright, that’s enough… No more!…”
And so it went till I gave up and put the camera and the manual down.
Cut to later that day. Hmmm!
So what do you think? Diversionary tactics? Or child genius who knew the pics would be way more interesting with a good dose of pestering and constant wriggling? Either way I guess they turned out kinda groovy.
I’m with her, manual shmanual!
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