Carrie K.'s High-kickin' Art Adventures

Also gave me a chance to try out my new soft pastels!

It's been 3 years since I lost my pup Tavi and I'm just starting to feel up to drawing her again. Grief is weird. I felt super engaged with and in touch with my creativity in a big way right after she passed, but had a brain block on drawing her. Now it feels comforting.

A brief compendium of pets:

- the long stroke from the tip of the nose to between your eyes

- a more vigorous palm stroke along both sides of your face

- a gentle tug on the ears, starting at the base and ending at the tips

- behind the ears, fingers trilling

- feathering my fingers through the curls on top of your head

- scratches under your chin (sometimes you'd press your head into my hand and I'd just hold you, you chin resting in my palm - I loved it when you did that)

- scratches down the front of your throat and chest (oh you really loved that - both hands dug into your scruff, kneading the folding skin and heavy fur there)

- gentle strokes down your legs, pulling gently on your paws, sometimes a gentle squeeze on the pads

- and course the butt scratch on both sides of your hiney, gentle up and down motions to not hurt your spine

Been practicing figure drawing (semi-mostly) daily since Feb with a friend. It's been fun to do something this consistent and even start to experiment with mediums like today's alcohol markers.

In the meantime, learning how to build floater frames!

I've wanted a honey bee colony since seeing Chuck's rooftop hives on Pushing Daisies.

I got particularly interested in those hives where you have to cut a hole in your wall so you can see everybody doing their honey making thing. Anyways… this is charcoal pencils.

This chipmunk babe has got to be the cutest thing I have ever drawn.

I remember in grade school, making that typical kid mistake of thinking that opossum began with the letter ‘p’.