taking a break from their crime spree:
Ampersand from across the room
Interro shamelessly offering his belly up for rubbing
Ampersand moved around while I sketched, resulting in a third arm
taking a break from their crime spree:
Ampersand from across the room
Interro shamelessly offering his belly up for rubbing
Ampersand moved around while I sketched, resulting in a third arm
I never saw the musical Cats, and I don’t think my ex-boyfriend A. did, either, but whenever he wished to evoke the show (which—I can’t explain why one might do this, but, trust me, it came up more than once), he would sing, to the tune of what I have subsequently determined is the song “Journey to the Heavyside Layer” from the show, the following lyrics:
Cats, cats, cats, ca-a-ats,
Cats, cats, cats, ca-a-ats,
Ca-ats, cats cats,
Cats cats cats cats!
etc.
So, if you know the tune, you should sing it along while reviewing these sketches.
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Aaaand this is my other cat, Ampersand. Just to be fair.
Cats (and bunnies, and guinea pigs, and lots of adorably rotund little furry things) have these wonderful curves that make me just want to squoooosh them. But today, instead, I drew them.
And then I squooshed him.
I promise I won’t draw the cats every day this month—for one thing, it doesn’t look like they’ll stand for it—but you may see them quite a lot. What can I say? They’re captive models.
In class today we had a visiting speaker from the New York Times who sat while showing us their website. This resulted in some interesting contortions, such as cross-body mousing.
I sat outside my bank and started drawing the scaffolding in front of me, and then the stuff behind that.
Sorry I haven’t been around—what a bad hostess! I have been trying to keep up with the drawing, though. Here are a bunch:
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