Sunday, February 15, 2009

A Kangaroo Mother's Day

Before making this card, I'd had in my mind the cartoon image of the kangaroo with a visible patch-like pouch. When, I looked at kangaroo photos, though, I was in for a surprise:



Image from this page. (I love how the joey--baby kangaroo--is looking at you out of the corner of his eye!)

And here is my version, based off sketches of various photographs, which, by the way, is not a copyright violation because it falls under fair use. The AP may have wanted to investigate this more before going public with their copyright infringement allegations.


Monday, February 9, 2009

Doe, a deer, a female deer

My mother has loved deer (as animals, not food) for about as long as I remember, but I didn't quite appreciate them until a trip to Washington about 10 years ago. We were driving around Mt. Rainier National Park, and we found a fawn that had wandered into the parking lot. My mom stopped the car, and my sister and I got out to feed her. I remember how pretty her eyes were. She ate out of my hand, but she would not let me pet her (she drew back every time I tried). In the pictures, you can see just how scared - and hungry - she is. Her head and neck are almost in a straight line with her back. It was like there was an invisible line that she wasn't allowed to cross.

I don't have the pictures with me, but I did some browsing recently and found some adorable deer-themed items on Etsy and DaWanda:



Forest Fawn Lapel Pin from Figs and Ginger (9 euros)






"I Love You My Dear" Valentine's card from Sarah Jane Studios



"I Do Not Know Where We Are Going, But At Least We Are Together" papercut print, by mon petit fantome



And how could I forget Anna Carin-Dahl's lovely Woody vases? I discovered her while I was in Copenhagen this summer. This vase is sitting on my shelf right now. Found at Stillebenshop, Copenhagen, Denmark.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Raindrops keep falling on my head

According to The New York Times, there's a recent study challenging the cathartic value of crying. While crying may have a cathartic value for some, others use crying as a way to block resolution of complicated emotional questions. After reading this article, I have to say that I fall into the latter category (the protest criers).

On a lighter note, after I read this article, I poked around Etsy and Dawanda and found a few relevant items:

Clockwise starting from the top left:

Rainy Days by TskTsk
Heart handmade little bear
by moumou
Crocodile Tears by Danitashop
Sleepy Cry by Ambrosebird
Feeling a little blue heart felt pin by StictcherScribbler
Little Pierrot bookmark by Ma Petite Papeterie