I got the tweet this past week about Angie Allen’s blog and her three generational weekly art exploration. I’m joining in - no question about it. Even as an artist I need the focus. I also loose my perspective on life if I don’t use my creativity and talents. Art is my sanity preserver.
Assignment one: Lie in bed and draw 30 Cats. Perfect I always find myself in bed. I have several lie downs a day to cope lately (so do most cats). Here are my some where around 30 Kitties (I struggle to count them as they overlap)
Evil eye cats, playful kitties, napping pud faces, yoga moves and even flat footed diabetic Harry Patter (the neighbours cat) is here. Oh kitties are curious creatures!
I learnt something about myself and enjoyed remembering relationships with furry ones of the past. I was strongly influenced by the cats in my life now – my mothers babies:
a miniature ginger flokati rug, superb hunter, master acupuncturist and dominant male despite his size and “trilling” accent
Greatest Achievement: Marking his territory on my fathers pillow
Dizzy Daisy that has never caught any thing
Big Long Cat who delights in ballet practice at 5am across the bed
Her tail is 20% longer than most and her looks charm her General Veterinarian
Complete flirt with all that is male with supreme love biting skills.
Greatest Help to Humanity: Caused me to correctly guess the sex of my unborn child as she lay on my preggy belly every chance she got. So it had to be a boy.