I can’t sit at my desk. Pumpkin is resting on my desk’s chair, so I took the laptop into the kitchen. I can’t disturb a resting cat, but I can disturb a computer. It’s also a good idea that I keep my laptop away from Pumpkin. He likes to sharpen his claws on the keyboard, and the keys go flying. My “P”, will never work right, now.
I’m about to unveil the picture I drew of my bratty cat, and as I said before, it’s different. I still don’t know if I like it, or whether on New Year’s, it will show up on my list of failures. Never Mind. Without further ado, “Resting in the Sunshine”.
I can’t share with you what I am working on right now, so, I’m puttering around. We’ve got a cold, wintry mix in Danbury. So, good news..we managed to recapture our kitty Pumpkin. As you may recall, we captured him last December, from our former home in New York City. This past spring, however, the call of the wild got to our little feline transplant..and he ran off. We found him, but he wasn’t too pleased at the idea of coming back to us..so, we left him, and came every day to feed him in his new environment. If we tried to grab him, he’d bite, scratch and wiggle away.
So, this day was a good day to convince him to come home. So, he’s back…here’s the Throwback Thursday drawing of him…The Cat from New York City
After grumbling about the day job, and not getting enough time to draw….I finally got some quality time in with my paper and pencils. So, I have started the drawing of Pumpkin.
Cats are getting pretty easy for me, now. I’ve gotten used to the structure of their fur, ears, paws and such. So, somehow, without my really concentrating very hard on it, Pumpkin emerged…somewhat as the Cheshire Cat did.
In terms of art in general, I’m considering doing a Youtube series on drawing instruction…the tips I have learned over the years, and a bit of humorous insight, as I go along. Right now, I’m trying to get past the Christmas rush at work, and get the apartment into a more reasonably organized set of piles…when I get past that, I will start making plans on how to go about doing it, and to not be too boring in the process.
Anyway, in the tone of voice of Joan Crawford shouting “NO MORE WIRE HANGERS”, I hope, next year to be screaming : “NO MORE RETAIL JOBS”.
(Wish me luck).