So I have been terribly ill lately.. with a sore throat that still 6 days later, has not gone away.. it's just moving about.
It's insidious.. and crafty, everymorning I wake to find the pain has moved to the other side, or the top etc... not fun.
So in my ill state I have been painting a bit.. this my friends is a "Green Tailed Fin Tin" drawn to the specification of a 5 yr old, and though I apparently got the tail all wrong, I think it turned out not too shabby.
But this Monday comes with a hint of Spring attached! Of course I have been wrong before, and we could very well be inundated with snow shortly, but maybe just maybe Spring is here at long last.
This means of course I can go back to watching chipmunks, and thinking about gardening. I will undoubtedly plant a few things, then retreat once they are planted to see just how the two rival factions of Ants deal with the new plantlings.
Anyways here is Poor Esme, having had her house taken over by something awful. Octopus? Craken?
Just a little something I painted up over the weekend.. I still have some sort of obsession for eggs going on.. which is odd, because I despise them. Well, thats not exactly truthful, I used to like eggs, we were quite close, then one day eggs turned on me and I was deathly ill. Since that fated night eggs and I do not get along.
Canadian artist illustrator, eccentric and maker of many a useless thing. I paint mainly in watercolours with a folk-ish fairytale victorian-esque style. I sometimes dabble in making puppets, jewelery, kokoshniks and dolls of little woodland creatures wearing their winter jackets ;) I have also been known to write terrible limericks and dreadful prose.