Respect the craft, man. I put a lot of work into being this fluffy.
Tag: cat
The World Needs Cat Pinball
Inspired by a recent visit to the Pinball Museum in Asheville, NC, where I followed a friend around as he played, making chirpy noises about the lights and graphics and themes and all the binga-ding-ding crazy whirliness and hey-neat-o things that they do… and bemoaning the distinct and poignant lack of cat-themed pinball machines in the world.
The Pinball Museum is a magical place, and they have like, ALL the machines.
But not a single one is cat-related.
Available on t-shirts and such in my society 6 shop.
Four Day Weekend, WHUT
I paid off my car three weeks ago, which means that, precisely two weeks ago, every scary warning light on my dashboard started lighting up like a pinball machine. I dropped the car off Friday, and the mechanic pronounced it totally unsafe to drive.
Somehow though, the planets aligned with the Julian calendar and my work schedule to allow me a four day weekend with no car, no obligations, and no Valentine. These being the perfect conditions for a creative storm of making and sewing, I took full advantage of the solitude.
I made a new cat– Snickers, designed and made a new sloth (sloth 2.0)– Moe, made a faux leather pillow for my couch– BlackStar, and started a David Bowie doll with his own little leather jacket made from scraps. Snickers and Moe are available in my etsy shop. The Bowie stuff is MINE.
Because Bowie.
“If you’re sad today, just remember the world is over 4 billion years old and you somehow managed to exist at the same time as David Bowie.”
-Simon Pegg
It’s been a tough week
To David Jones, (January 8, 1947–January 10, 2016):
Cheers, mate.
And to the Immortal David Bowie:
Don’t believe for just one second I’m forgetting you.
Major Floofington would like some respect.
Just because he’s *The Fluffiest* don’t assume he’s not a critical thinker with excellent strategizing skills and organizational abilities. Never underestimate the fluffy ones.
Roger has met a few toddlers.
Roger has had a few run-ins with the under 3′ set. “They can be a bit grabby,” he says, and shudders, flicking his tail nervously. “Know your boltholes… and sleep when they sleep—one can never fully relax when a toddler is awake.”
Wilfred goes existential.
Note: this is cat is fictional.Any resemblance to any other cat, whether real or imaginary,is purely coincidental. Available soon on print-on-demand products near you.
YASSS QUEEN
I saw this random cat from the internet—I liked her expression—so gave her some accessories… and maybe there’s a bit of a backstory developing. Her name is Petunia. I think this might be my new journal challenge for a while.
I’ve been doodling animals drinking in bars a lot lately. It amuses me and I don’t know why so I’m just going to embrace it and call it my Thing.
Other projects lately include my Halloween costume, which got completely and ridiculously out of control.
Turns out, wiggery is not to be entered into lightly. More about that later.
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I Make Cats Now.
It’s finally happened. I’ve started making my own cats. This is Moxie, a tuxedo cat well-suited for lovins. I made it from pinstripe suit material found in the remnant bin at the local fabric shop. I do love a good pun. Moxie is available for purchase on Etsy, if you are completely seduced by the charms of said item.
I am now almost finished making cat #3. It’s a Thing.
I make cats now.
Tuxedo Orchestra
Vivi, my 5 year-old, moonlights as a conductor of the penguin orchestra at the local zoo. I mean, why not? She’s dressed for it already in her snazzy tuxedo.
I created this illustration a few years ago when I was into vector illo and the mid-century modern style. I’d like to revisit it again now using my current loves, cut paper collage and watercolor/ink. I’ma put that on my (already infinite) to-do list. And this time, the tuba player will be punctual.
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