In September, 2019, Mr. B and I will have been married for 30 years. (If you're so inclined, pearls are the traditional gift for 30th anniversaries; diamonds are the modern gift. I'm kidding of course. We'd prefer kazoos.) In that time, he's come to learn that gifts from me for important occasions such as birthdays... Continue Reading →
Confession: I kind of have a ... thing ... about objects which glow in the dark. This fascination might have its roots in my childhood fear of the dark, but at heart, I just think GITD items are super-cool. I would paint my house in glow-in-the-dark paint if it were possible. Recently, the folks... Continue Reading →
Some sort of stomach bug precluded me from doing a drawing yesterday, but it did afford me the chance to reflect on illnesses past. I was sick a lot as a child. (I am ill a lot as an adult, too, but that's a different story for a different day.) The common cold, ear infections,... Continue Reading →
My eyesight has been terrible for most of my life; trying to read headlines on the internet has done nothing to improve it. I realized within a split-second, of course, that the actual headline I saw was "French billionaires, companies pledge millions of euros to rebuild Notre-Dame," but the mental image conjured by my initial... Continue Reading →
There is not much drawing on this page of Night Cats, except for the faux-scroll. But on a day of unimaginable loss, maybe the words are enough. Materials: Canson Mi-Teintes paper (black); Posca paint markers, Bazzill Stars kraft paper with foil. Save
In yesterday's post, I mentioned that the Chief Night Cat -- appearing as the merest sliver of a waxing moon-- was inspired by my own late cat Henry. Henry appears again today, as DayCat. Because Henry was orange, like the morning sun, and because, as in the line from the "For I will consider my... Continue Reading →
Since the Night Cats are responsible for so much, I figured they probably have a boss. A fairly sappy confession: we once had a tremendous cat named Henry. We loved him with all our hearts, and he wholeheartedly loved the entire world and everything in it. Scientists claim that cats "simply don’t have the facial... Continue Reading →
"They go together like cats and doughnuts*" is not a metaphor which springs to most people's minds, I guess, which means today's blog entry requires some exposition. I mentioned in a previous post that the Night Cats are based on my friend's cats; we met them during a weekend visit. As a sort of hostess... Continue Reading →
"And if you drop in there/ You might see anyone in town/ Goin' to a go-go..."
...it's always a joy to see a cat go utterly ga-ga over a toy
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