I found this post while I was supposed to be pimpin' out my kitten (and other prints...)
I have had my kitten painting recently compared to the artist Margaret Keane from the 60s who did creepy, big-eyed children portraits - I think she was actually one of a few. My favorite coffee house in Portland (Oblique, and I found them BEFORE Portlandia did, thank you very much!) has a bathroom with full surround of pictures of huge-eyed kids. I think one may be dressed as a clown, and I think one is holding a giant daisy, and I think one has a puppy, or is a puppy, or something like that. Too strong of a mocha and the kids and puppies all start to look alike.
Today, I went out and bought a sh*t-ton of new pencil leads. I haven't been in a mood to draw and I thought it was the clouds and the day job but the Epiphany Train ran full-steam into my head last night when I was hating on my pencil... Whoa. And duh...
So I am an automatic pencil addict. That being said, if the lead isn't very soft, well, it turns out - I don't want to use it. Goes for any pencil, now that I've got my head out of whatever I had it stuck in. Now I have to go through my large supply of roving pencils, most of whom have unlovable leads, and SCORCH THE EARTH! Actually, I will give the leads away to my favorite student, who will use them to WRITE with. What a dork I am to think I can make do with "whatever. " That is not how I roll when it comes to art supplies.
In "Kitten in Winter, as hopefully to be seen on Portlandia THIS FRIDAY NIGHT", news - I have decided to donate 5% of all profits of print sales to the Humane Society of the United States. Hopefully, I will actually sell some prints so this can happen. I used to work at the Humane Society of Greater Burlington ages and ages ago. It's not even called that now, and their facilities and practices have changed for the better, I thing. But I'll never forget some of the animals I saved (and didn't manage to save) there. There is a reason animals factor so prominently in much of my work. My dear own Kiki Diablo cat was rescued from a collector who lived in a trailer with 30 cats. No wonder she has no teeth.
Here's an old picture of Earth Pig to spice up the visuals:
Thanks for staying tuned while I hype the bejeezus out of the Portlandia Kitten painting thing. I wish I had the time and energy to make some nutty YouTube video to help it go all viral, but the time and energy and willpower I have aren't going to power me through that before Friday. You know, I found out we have a limited supply of willpower? Well, I feel better.
Read this if you have the time - it's a sales pitch/first chapter for a book called Switch - if you get far enough down to the part about the Rider and the Elephant and the study about "food perception," it will be worth your while. "What looks like laziness is often exhaustion." Tahnk you, thank you. Lighten up Martha, it's just how it's gonna be. I am sadly no art superhero. So no YouTube at this time.
I am, however, thinking of chucking it all to become a pirate.
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