Tag Archives: #Caturday

Violent When Brushed

10 Jul

 

I did a quick scribble this evening into my tiny A7 size sketchbook with a biro (ballpoint) pen. It’s been a busy day; I went to Cardiff on the bus for two meetings with fellow artists, planning arty collaborations, and then I got travel sick on the way home. Not nice. So I’ve only just felt like having a scribble. Here she is, the scruffiest of cats, Ming The Merciless showing her best side. She’s brushed every night, despite being seriously violent, but she is always a total scruff. Bit like me really. Although I’m not violent when I’m brushed. Well, not often.

 

For a limited period I am putting a new drawing from my recent sketch books on my Artfinder gallery every day.  If you’d like to check them out, please click on the image below or the Artfinder link at the top right of this page.

 

 

But Is It Art?

10 Apr

But is it art? No, it’s  rhubarb crumble.

rhubarb crumble

I just made it. I picked the rhubarb yesterday in the garden. Husb says it’s a thing of beauty. Then he ate it. With lashings of custard. Then he had seconds. Didn’t last long.

 

 

I have put my series of drawings en plein air of ancient Welsh monuments on Artfinder.  If you want to see more, please click on the image below or the Artfinder link at the top right of this page. This one is the legendary grave of Saint Elfys (Elvis) in Pembrokeshire, not for from the Presceli Mountains. Elfys? Presceli? Elvis Presley? Coincidence? hhhmmmm

St Elvis

The Scruffy Little Model

9 Apr

Scruffy cat

It was a really nice day today, not too warm, dry and perfect to get down to the allotment to make an early start on the Spring clearance and planting. The same thing happens every year, I say I’ll break myself in and do an hour at a time and work my way up but no, I did four and a half hours of digging, weeding, planting and hedge trimming straight off. And then got home and crashed on the settee. And didn’t do any art. So I grabbed my sketchbook and scribbled Little Ming who is asleep on the pouffé. She’s getting on a bit, she’s sixteen now but she’s always been a scruffy little thing.

Oystermouth Castle 2

As we walked across the park by the Castle to the allotment site, I noticed a swathe of bright yellow celandine and gleaming white wild garlic (Ramsons) tumbling down the grassy bank. I love the Spring.

 

I have put my series of drawings en plein air of ancient Welsh monuments on Artfinder.  If you want to see more, please click on the image below or the Artfinder link at the top right of this page. This one is the legendary grave of Saint Elfys (Elvis) in Pembrokeshire, not for from the Presceli Mountains. Elfys? Presceli? Elvis Presley? Coincidence? hhhmmmm

St Elvis

Couldn’t Help Myself!

11 Feb

sketchbooks

I hate shopping – unless I’m buying art materials or books. I spotted these two gorgeous little sketchbooks by Paper Blanks on the ‘For Sale’shelf – I couldn’t help myself!

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Every Saturday is #Caturday so I started the littlest sketchbook with a couple of quick scribbles of Sparta Puss. She wouldn’t keep still, so she looks a bit wonky.

 

 

I am putting my series of drawings of ancient Welsh monuments on Artfinder.  If you want to see more, please click on the image below or the Artfinder link at the top right of this page.

St Elvis

Lending A Paw

20 Nov

Sometimes, when I’m scribbling away, I have a little furry helper. Quite often in fact. Her name is Sparta Puss. I am her trained monkey.

lending-a-paw

 

I have work featured in two exhibitions at the moment – in The Workers Gallery in The Rhondda Valley and at Llanover Hall in Cardiff, both lovely venues and worth a look-in if you’re in the area.

 

 

It’s #Caturday!

10 Sep

Caturday, an Internet phenomenon. Like cats. I read a theory a while ago about why the Internet has been taken over by cats. It reckoned that dog owners have always had a chance to meet other doggy types because they walk their dogs and take them to training schools and there are dog clubs and networks in the real world. Well, as anyone who shares their lives with cats knows, walking and training the cat is just laughable. Okay, there are a few people who persevere and manage to do both, but you still don’t generally bump into people walking their cats, because the streets are full of people walking their dogs and that usually doesn’t go down too well with cats.

So when the Internet came along, we cat people could come out of our real-world isolation and share cat pictures, stories, cute kitty merchandise and the Internet phenomenon was born. And continues unabated.

Here’s mine.

"Get Off Those Curtains #1"

“Get Off Those Curtains #1”

Sparta. A woodcut. You can get this on Artfinder if you like.

Sat With The Cat

10 May

sparta 2

I’ve been very slack about using my sketchbook and have fallen out of the habit of using it every day. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been doing any art, I’ve been immersed in drawing and printmaking projects but it hasn’t left me much time to sketch. So this evening, after Husb and I came back from the cinema (Sing Street – lovely film) Sparta settled down with me so I grabbed a quick sketch, just a minute or so, into my leatherbound sketchbook, using a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen.

The Ratter

14 Mar
cath mis mai

cath mis mai

I’m tired and haven’t had a chance to do any drawing today – I’ve been slaving over a computer since this morning so I’m blogging a drawing of Sparta Puss I did a while back. She’s a fanatical hunter and she’s one of those cats who brings their prey home alive and sets the unfortunate creatures loose. My late father-in-law, a first language Welsh speaker, called her a “cath mis Mai” or a month-of-May cat and said that it was an old wives tale in Wales that kittens born after the month of May would bring home live prey, but kittens born before that would not. He said that his parents would always ask when a cat was born when they were getting a new one, and would refuse a “cath mis Mai”. I haven’t heard this from anyone else and can’t find any reference to it on the Internet so I wonder how widespread it was?

Scribbling Sparta Puss

5 Mar

sparta

I haven’t been doing drawings in my sketchbook regularly for a while, so back to basics today with this sketch of Sparta Puss who occupies the footstool almost permanently. I drew with a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen into a leather-bound, Steampunk style sketchbook. Richard The Bird, our family Senegal parrot, stayed a few days while his people were in holiday and went back last night but Sparta keeps staring at the space where his cage was, just in case…….

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The Cat And The Monkeys

10 Jan
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Sparta Puss, about 1 minute of scribbling

Greetings hairless apes. Sparta Puss here, taking over the pooter box once again. It’s been a while but I’ve been busy, y’know, eating, sleeping, getting a little chunky to keep me warm through the winter, usual stuff. Something called Christmas happened and my bald monkeys gave me a tree to climb and it was full of baubles for me to throw around and I had lots of pretty paper to shred around the house and something called tinsel that I really enjoy swallowing because it makes the furless simians quite hysterical. And so many new boxes to sit in. They took the tree away a few days ago but they’re still finding baubles around the house. I hid them. Hah! And then I dumped a dead rat by the windowsill of the monkeys’ bedroom and the she-ape got even more hysterical than when I ate the tinsel. Bwahahahaha!!!!!

sparta 2

Sparta Puss, about 4 minutes of scribbling

The she-ape’s been making scribbles with dirt from a stick onto some paper and claiming that it looks like me again. She’s an idiot.

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