Day 15: weak
Not sure who’s weak here, the chicken or the worm.
Sidenote: one of the funniest chicken moments ever, the first time I gave a hen a strand of spaghetti. She must’ve thought it was the awesomest worm EVAR. She held her beak in the air and did a victory lap all around the garden, the other chickens running after her grabbing at it.
Later that Summer, she fluttered up and landed with a ripe splat in the middle of my plate of spaghetti, dumping my lunch in the grass. Loved her pasta, did Lucia.
October 15, 2018 — 8:00 pm
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Day 12: whale
In truth, chickens do really badly in water. They’ve been known to drown in a bucket or even their own water bowl. They’ve been pulled alive out of a dip in the pond only to die anyway out of pique.
I have occasionally bathed a chicken, but they are not fond of it. “Mad as a wet hen” is a real thing.
October 12, 2018 — 9:00 pm
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Day 9: Precious
D’awwww.
October 9, 2018 — 7:37 pm
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Day 4: Spell
Yeah, no. I wasn’t about to draw a chicken wizard.
I tried to register chikkens.com once. It’s took. So is chooks.com and all the variants I could think of.
Not entirely sure why I wanted it. Some people get addicted to owning domain names. I know I get a little thrill when I register a good one, like I’ve just planted my flag on the surface of the internet.
I have let most of my unused ones lapse, though (a couple by accident, to be honest).
October 4, 2018 — 7:55 pm
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Day 3: Roasted
Well, what else could it be?
This puts me in mind of the little frilly socks my mother would put over the ends of the leg bones on the Thanksgiving turkey, because…ew. Bones.
In stark contrast to here. Prepared poultry around these parts, they leave the lower legs on, snap off the feet and jam the stumps up the bird’s butt.
Barbarians.
October 3, 2018 — 9:11 pm
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Day 2: Tranquil
Geez, I’m rusty at this. I confess I had to do a little touch up in P’shop since I ran my stupid hand through the stupid wet ink. Twice.
Phun Phact: when a chicken closes her eyes, the lower lid comes up more than the upper lid comes down. It’s a little creepy looking until you get used to it.
October 2, 2018 — 7:41 pm
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It’s Inktober!
Inktober has snuck up on me once again — here’s your annual chance to watch me fail quickly and in realtime! I think I made it three days last year.
I don’t take directions well.
The prompt for Day 1 is “poisonous”. It’s a cinch I can’t use the official prompt list if I want to stick to a chicken theme throughout, though. For example, the prompt for Day 12 is “whale”.
I await your preposterous suggestions.
October 1, 2018 — 9:06 pm
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w00t!
We went to the opening of that art show I told you about tonight, and one of my two had already sold by the time we got there! The gallery was packed full and hot as blazes, but gosh that was gratifying.
Got back to find a message informing me I’ve got fambly coming to visit in a month. Holy shit, the housecleaning I have to do!
The illustration? From this post back in 2009:
So I was tucking into my ptomaineburger and fries, and Uncle B was reaching over to nick some chips, when he made the shush face.
The man at the next table said, “no, it was definitely a stoat. Bigger than a weasel.”
“Yes,” a woman trilled, “and it was running around all night, stealing the chips right off people’s plates.”
I don’t remember that at all! Yes, expect more exciting recycled posts as I totally panic about all the shit I have to do in the very near future. Have a good weekend!
August 3, 2018 — 9:46 pm
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Yay me!
A couple of weeks ago, on a whim, I entered a couple of paintings in a very prestigious local art exhibit. And I got in! Which is awesome. This area is rich in artards, some of whom are really very good. So, yay me.
But that leaves me in a tough spot. The annual show for the local art association I belong to is a couple of weeks away, and now I’m short of stuff to put in. Like, I got nothing.
You dance with the one that brung you, so I’m doing my best to pull some things together. I’m very, very slow. It’s not that I spend so much time on each painting (though I sometimes do), but I like to leave and come back over a long period of time. It’s the main reason I never took up as a freelance illustrator — too slow.
Anyway, busy is all I’m saying. Excuses, excuses. That, plus cleaning a tiny, stinky litterbox like FOUR times a day.
The drawings? Repost. What can I say. Work doodles from ten years ago.
August 2, 2018 — 10:03 pm
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Want!
This came across my Facebook (how Facebook knows I play Witcher 3, I hate to think). It’s a Geralt’s armor hoodie! SQUEEE!
If you’re not into Geralt, they specialize in various kinds of armor t-shirts and hoodies. These 3D things never look as good in person as they do in photographs, but it’s still pretty sweet.
There’s a big-ass typo on the front page that makes me wonder if we’re dealing with China. Alternatively, the licensing of so many different brands makes me wonder if we’re dealing with cowboys. Anyone want to take the risk?
They also do wall art, but I somehow think the Skyrim panorama wouldn’t go with our decor.
July 26, 2018 — 7:03 pm
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