Art Critic

Birdie: “What the fuck is this happy bag of bullshit?”

Not impressed.

She wants nothing to do with it. I made several attempts at getting her to pose with her likeness. Nope. Not in her contract, thank you very much.

I apologized. I really don’t know what I’m doing in terms of drawing or painting techniques. My high school experience did not include the myriad of options that my students have. They get to sign up for art classes for the hell of it. I don’t remember that even being a thing unless you were “the artsy kid.” I was “a band kid,” the end.

So aside from different workshops like the lino cut and some acrylic pour, I’m limited. This just means that OG Adventure Buddy who does have legit art skills, gets text messages that scream, “NOW WHAT DO I DO?”

Birdie’s portrait was just one of those trapped at home project ideas that I got in my head. I also have a vision for Miles. Of course, I had to extensively procrastinate before starting. I knew from observing those who know what they are doing, that they seem to start with filing in the background. Sometime in mid February I pulled the trigger on getting started.

I think it’s done. I had the Bird add her paw prints; she was not thrilled. I’m lucky the bathroom is not painted in white paw prints. Certainly her disdain for my work will be reflected in her extensive critical essays soon to be published in some swanky art forum. ****I forgot to mention that the wreath is catnip. She’s an addict.

Artober

One Adventure Buddy encouraged me to participate in Artober with her which is a list of daily prompts that people respond to with a sketch, painting whatever… Google “Artober” or “inktober” to play. We’re using the this list.

She is far more skilled at artistic endeavors than I. Her work clearly looks like something purposeful and has some perspective and depth to it. She also has a solid grasp of how to work with different mediums. My work kind of looks like something and is pretty flat. However I have fun doing it and that’s kind of the point.

Doodling is a soothing way to end my day. My brain has tapped out by 7:30 or 8 on a week night, but still has enough power to attempt the drawing prompt.

While I am definitely critical of myself, my biggest art critic is Miles. He likes to get right up in there and tear down what little ego I have left.

“This drawing is dumb because it is not of me.”

“Cry” is probably my favorite so far. It made me think of the summer I “battled” a groundhog family over who really owned the backyard. I used Chunk the Groundhog on Instagram as my model.

Day 8: Cry

Day to day challenges and the unending news cycle of hate and stupidity lead to some pretty dark thoughts. However sketching with some light TV (I love you, Schitt’s Creek. How does Dan Levy make his face do those expressions!) surrounded on average by three of four cats really helps ease me into bedtime.

Day 9: Dark

It’s Time to Be Amazing (cats!)!

Call for artists! The Amazing Cat Show IV is on the horizon.

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The Amazing Cat Show III

Last year, I actually contributed pieces to The Amazing Cat Show III because attending my first show  Amazing II was… amazing! The first one I attended was such an entertaining collection of art from the ridiculous to serious compositions, viewed by an equally diverse shoulder to shoulder crowd. Clearly I needed to have my hand in this.

Before you get too  invested in your vision of me as a great artist, please understand: They. Take. Art. From. ANY-ONE. There were moms submitting their kid’s art because it would be a cool surprise for the kid to see it in a show. (My own MomBert was secretly poised to buy my art if it didn’t sell.) It’s non juried, anybody is welcome. The goal is money for Colony Cats and Dogs.

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Unfortunately, last year’s show got into a fight with a unicorn. A snow storm  headed our way on the day of the show with such bad forecasts that my school dismissed by noon. As in “teachers, seriously get the hell out. Do not stay at your desks to work. Leave.” That’s a unicorn, people.

The show was cancelled as much of the surrounding area shut down. I can’t definitively say that my contributions were cursed, but these things happen sometimes.

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Cloud Cats in the Garden

The show was re-scheduled, but there’s nothing like mid-Ohio cold, slush, ice, and dark to make you question your life choices or ever leaving the house again.IMG_4057

While the show was still fun and filled with the broadly silly and serious, the crowd was not as robust as the previous year.

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Yes, the purple triangle has cat hair in it.

Happily, both of my pieces sold and I was able to contribute to the shelter. I did not initially understand that this was a 50/50 show, part going to the artist so I turned my check around into cat shelter supplies and donations. After the bills were paid, Colony Cats made $1863. I suspect that they did better in previous years and would have fared better without the snow-pocalypse.

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Shadow Cat in the Garden

I’ll probably only have time for one piece this year. Being really good at procrastination tends to get in my way, as does making “artistic” decisions.August20183