Showing posts with label Illustration friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Illustration friday. Show all posts

10.07.2008

IF - Sugary



IF - Sugary, originally uploaded by pejnolan.

I haven't done Illustration Friday in ages! This week's work was "sugary." To me that means sickingly sweet. A five year old would love this, though. Some of the ideas were borrowed from the rules of cuteness at Cute Overload: Large eyes, large head, wet eyes and noses, proportionally small body, multiples, etc.

I haven't worked at the studio once since finishing the last Huskie on Parade. I really need to pack up and move. Darkness is creeping in sooner now that it is Autumn and the cool, dark weather makes me so sleepy - not to mention that I have a cold. Things will pick up. I guess now is a period to rest before the next surge of creative energy. I have to accept that I need these times to fill my tank so to speak.

heh-heh... just looking at the illustration again... it makes me gag it is so sweet.

4.15.2008

"Fishing Trip"



"Fishing Trip", originally uploaded by pejnolan.
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ILLUSTRATION FRIDAY: Primitive
Acrylic, 20"w x 16"h.
copyright, 2008.

1.27.2008

"Roberto's Offering"

"Roberto's Offering" Copyright 2008
"Roberto's Offering" - Detail with inset of Bob-the-Cat

This painting tells the story of Bob-the-Cat who followed my son home one day 5-1/2 years ago. We had plenty of animals in the house so we could not keep him, but I agreed that Bob could be our "outside" cat. Bob roams the neighborhood and is fed by many people. He is very healthy for a stray cat and is allowed indoors during the winter in some houses to warm up. We had him fixed so he wouldn't create more homeless cats. He comes when called and goes by the following names: Bob, Bob-the-cat, Robert, Bert, Bobby, Bobbert, Roberto, Robierto del feline, (you get the idea).

Because we are one of the families that feeds him, he brings us gifts. Every summer he procures the neighborhood gardening gloves and brings them to us. I don't know how he finds them. Usually he brings a single old, worn out right or left, but one year there was a brand new pair with the packaging still on them. We collect all the gloves and then place a sign on the old tree in front of our yard asking people to pick up theirs. One by one they are reclaimed. Bob also brings us mice, birds, anything he finds precious.