While I work out in my studio at night, I sometimes play a DVD. Annie doesn't seem to notice when other dogs are on the screen but Squeaker does. She sat through most of the movie in her front row seat. Squeak doesn't have a lot of the natural skills most cats have. She is a wrecking ball when she walks through any room. Boxes of paper fall over, trays of embellishment knock to the ground as she leaps (unsuccessful) from one spot to another. I'm not kidding when I've watched her body slam into a cabinet because she thought she could make it. I spend more time in my studio picking up after her. I've been told it's a Rag Doll trait (mom was a Rag Doll) so another reason she can never be a outdoor cat.
Flat Fish Paper Arts was born many years ago when blogging first started. My family did a lot of camping and diving along the California coast. California halibut are huge fish that start out as any normal fish. As they age, one eye will start to move to the other side and the halibut will become flat so it can lay on the bottom of the ocean with both eyes facing up.
I always like the idea that we all start out the same but life experiences slowly changes us. In my case, my creative talents went the way of paper arts. Flatfish are always looking up when they mature and as with any artist, we see inspiration in everything around us - always looking up.
Evan and her flatfish
Years ago a local dive shop had a photo of a diver who caught a halibut so big he had to throw it over his jeep to take the picture. Our little spoof with our daughter sitting in her toy jeep with dad's halibut on the hood. 1987
While I work out in my studio at night, I sometimes play a DVD. Annie doesn't seem to notice when other dogs are on the screen but Squeaker does. She sat through most of the movie in her front row seat. Squeak doesn't have a lot of the natural skills most cats have. She is a wrecking ball when she walks through any room. Boxes of paper fall over, trays of embellishment knock to the ground as she leaps (unsuccessful) from one spot to another. I'm not kidding when I've watched her body slam into a cabinet because she thought she could make it. I spend more time in my studio picking up after her. I've been told it's a Rag Doll trait (mom was a Rag Doll) so another reason she can never be a outdoor cat.
2 comments:
That's pretty funny
too cute
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