Archive for May, 2009
in training

Doodle: “What’s that?”
Me: “What do you think it is?”
Doodle: “A monkey! Riding a bike! On the moon! Why?”
Me: ”… well, it’s an ape… aaand, gee, I don’t know why.”
Doodle: (very disturbed) “But, that little monkey should be riding his bike on the sidewalk! Not on the street, and not on the moon.”
Me: ”Um…”
Doodle: (getting hysterical) “And where are the little monkey’s mom and dad? That little monkey shouldn’t be riding his bike without his mom or dad!”
Huh. I didn’t mean for this to be such a disturbing image! I guess it is kind of lonely, though. And I’m creeped out by chimpanzees in general these days (if you don’t know why, I’ll spare you). It’s a chimp, though, because of the whole um, chimp in space thing… did that really happen? Oh! It did! Ha! That’s kind of sad, though. Maybe I didn’t really think this one through… Anyway, I don’t know why Doodle assumed it was a “little monkey,” especially since the chimp is way too big for that bike.
But I’m way off track – I’m supposed to be talking about the Tri-State Trek in support of ALS research! This print will be in my shop soon and any proceeds made from the sale of it will go towards this year’s Trek. All of the proceeds from last year’s print still go to the Trek, too. My husband is making the 270 mile ride from Boston to NYC again this year!
1 comment May 24, 2009
mother’s day

Huh. I guess I thought it was Mothers’ Day, but it’s really Mother’s Day? Weird. In any case, I hope it was happy. I’m not sure what it means that I chose to mark the day with a drawing of my mom’s most feared animal (actually, it’s probably a toss up between bears and sharks). Sorry, Mom. I’m sure you’d have nothing to fear from a mother bear, though… especially if she has her cubs with her. Oh. I just made myself feel a little sick thinking too much about bear attacks.
I spent way too long trying to dapple these bears with sun, but it ended up looking more like mange, so I gave up for now.
3 comments May 10, 2009
habitat 1

Mossy terrariums are super popular over at Etsy. I can only assume that the trend all stems from the awesome terrarium I put together when I was little. I had this gigantic plastic genie bottle thing that I loaded up with mosses and other stuff from the woods at my cottage. I also found a little inhabitant for my terrarium. His name was Skippy. He was a bright orange slime mould. Yes, I had a pet slime mould. One day, I couldn’t find Skippy. Around the same time, I read The Two-Thousand-Pound Goldfish. The combination of these events led to a few sleepless nights during which I imagined that Skippy had slipped out of the terrarium, grown infinitely in size, and was coming to smother me for taking him out of his natural habitat. In actuality, he probably shriveled up. Sorry, Skippy.
2 comments May 3, 2009











