This Octopus makes me smile, most octopuses and cephalopods make me smile. I love them, because they are such neat creatures. Tonight I found out that they share almost no genes with other animals. They are genetically related to only other creatures like them. Which is fascinating really. They can camouflage themselves, and fit through any opening that is large enough for their beak, everything else can squish. I drew this with pencil on paper.
Rory is dressed as Nepeta Legion in today’s creativity. I was working on something else but I became consumed with a young lady I love. I her honor I drew this tonight. Colored pencils and graphite pencils on paper
Tundra was the polar bear at the Bronx Zoo for 26 years. He was born there and lived his whole life there. I wish I still had the photo I took of him back in 95 (I lost a trove of my 35mm photos and negatives in the move from NS to NB, so if anyone finds a wooden wine box full of 35mm prints and negatives, let me know, I miss them), where he waved at me. He was really cute. I wanted to bring Tek to meet him and many trips we just didn’t get the time, so I made it a point this last trip. Only to find that he had passed just a short bit before we visited. I was so sad. No polar bears, but worse, no Tundra. Today is National Polar Bear Day, who else could I draw but Tundra. I was originally going to recreate him waving at me by using a few reference pictures, but then I found a photo of him napping and it seemed too perfect not to use for his homage.
Pencils on paper.
This Floating woman was inspired by a script my friend Melissa wrote as part of a script writing challenge. She asked me for some art to put with it for her post, I sent her some and was inspired by her writing to draw this. I love the round circle of inspiration here. I will come back and link to her scene when she posts it publicly, but in the meantime, just know, it’s great. Read the script here, it’s amazing!
Pencils on paper
Not sure why I drew a Hot Air Balloon, but there was something about the idea of it that stuck in my head. The whimsy and fun of it. In reality I would hate to ride in a balloon, or anything like that. Still, the idea is pretty, both on the paper and in my head.
Pencils on paper.