Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Leetle Stuff



I love little stuff. I wonder where all of this little stuff went after I drew it. I think this came about in 1999, so yes, I'm digging up whatever I can for this digital filing cabinet.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Poppies Will Make Them Sleep. . .


This is my sweet friend whose name I probably shouldn’t have put in my personally anonymous blog. What evs, as poppy would say.

Kitten


I had this accident, I was washing dishes and suddenly became horribly disfigured, my hand was mutilated, and so, for a while I just had to do nothing. . . but draw, and so I drew this with my left hand. Not too shabby. I mean, pretty shabby, but it was my left hand!

Lady Submarine


This is a portrait of one of those scandalous “ladies” of early 20th century British upper class echelon. I had checked out that Beetles cartoon, the Yellow Submarine thing, and I was very inspired. I love whoever is the author of those imaginings.

Psycho


This is a little blast from the past. Possibly July or August of 2004 or 2005. Those are the only two months you can wear a t-shirt in Vermont.
A lot of the time I just wish a little bit that technology was not racing away, laying to rest some wonderful things like paper and glue and cutting things out. Here I took a photo and easily distorted it and then drew it using proportional drawing a la 4th grade. But, I guess, I’d like to cut it out and glue it on to something else; my answer to perspective.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Latest Beauties by Isobel



Beauties by Isobel--newer ones, and this time I have decided to put a zipper in the back so that the little girls can take the dress off and then put the dress back on. And then take it off and then put it back on and so on and so forth. Also easier to clean. They are for sale, and keep in mind they aren't rouged yet in this picture and it makes a big difference. I like the one with the blue hair.

Boxer Babe



This fuzzy little pic is of one of my so-called dog clocks, and I guess he's a little boxer baby. Finally at 26 I have discovered a substance that puts a thick layer of shiney on everything I do. It's absolutely fantastic. This little cutie can be purchased at the Funky Mutt of Asheville, North Carolina.


I am selling something called dog clocks at the Funky Mutt in Asheville. This is a sweet little dobie I did. It came out better than I thought. This is not a clock yet. It's hard to draw dogs, you know? When I went to art school, I was like, "teach me how to draw a horse, because I already know how to draw this scraggly old homeless guy." I still can't really draw a horse, but I guess I'm half way to a dobie. I was a very disobedient art student.