My exhibition is closed Mondays and Tuesdays and I have a few hours off! I may only have been open for two days and an evening so far but this exhibition has been some weeks in the preparation, and the sudden cessation of activities has left me a little unsure what to do with myself. So I drew some cats.
Meanwhile Percy is guarding the last Swimming Calendar by washing his bottom on it (it’s ok, it’s wrapped in cellophane and underneath a cloth). Freyja is observing in case Percy needs to take a break.
Yes, you did read that correctly, I have a single swimming calendar left (apart from a handful out in galleries). I am feeling rather pleased, thank you, all you swimming enthusiasts 🙂 . The cats are slightly unimpressed that it was more popular than pictures of themselves. If you still want one I shall be gathering orders and putting in another order at the printers in early November but I shall only be ordering as many as people have paid for at that point, there will be no spares, so do please let me know soon.
It’s six o’clock on a fair August evening, and the kid had been shut inside again. Arthur and Percy can hang out and ablute in peace, without fear of being pounced upon by small and enthusiastic kittens.
It is Boxing Day and there are unfamiliar and suspicious people in the house. In the greenhouse there is almost nothing. Someone has unaccountably abandoned a length of horticultural fleece on the bench in the greenhouse though, all folded up and surprisingly Percy-sized. It is therefore in need of regular checking, to make sure it is still there and has not been stolen. It is fortunate that the empty flower pots are close to hand too, as they can be guarded at the same time. Still more fortunate is the fact that someone has overlooked the proper closing of the door and wedged it open to exactly the same width as Percy. Sometimes the world is good to Percy.
It is Sunday, which means that one can have a lazy snooze and leisurely ablutions on the sofa, in the knowledge that no builders, plumbers or other ne’er-do-wells will disturb one’s peace until tomorrow morning. True, the humans seem to have been very busy today and there is a noticeable lack of… well… everything, in two rooms of the house now. but they are one’s personal humans and so relatively trustworthy.
There is no cat here. There wouldn’t be a cat on top of my plan chest, sitting on my display calendar, the one that needs to stay nice and clean for customers to look through, having a wash, because that would be naughty. So I had to draw not one but two pictures just now, to make sure that there were no cats at all here. Sorry about the lack of cats.
Arthur is not here
Calendars, which have definitely not been sat on by Arthur, may be purchased online, and do in fact contain a number of cats in the actual illustrations though they are not the sketches from this site, they are my ‘other’ artwork. Details on my main blog here.