Putting a few things by

Diefenbunker illustration of canned rations from the cold war era

This summer, we visited the Diefenbunker, located in Carp, Ontario, just outside Ottawa. The bunker, built between 1958 and 1961, by the order of Canada’s then Prime Minister, John Diefenbaker, was an emergency government hideaway during the Cold War years, in the event of nuclear attack. It’s an underground, four storey concrete fortress. The bunker was decommissioned in 1994, and is now a Cold War museum.

It was creepy and steeped with atmosphere. We visited on a beautiful sunny day in July but once I entered, I lost the context of  present day. It’s otherworldly down there and sobering to think how close we actually came to using it… The atmosphere stayed with me a long time after I left.

You can walk around the bunker on your own, some rooms are gated but many are open. There’s an operating room, morgue, sleeping quarters, store rooms, a CBC emergency broadcasting studio, meeting rooms and a private suite for the Prime Minister. On the bottom level is a Bank of Canada Vault.

The cafeteria has a banner posted on the wall that reads “You’re lucky to be alive so… just eat it!” In the store room behind the cafeteria are metal shelves filled with old cans, boxes and packages of food. Also included were bags of dehydrated rations, with the idea that once the cans and packages were finished, the dehydrated rations would be used.
My favourite was the  Hu-Co Cut Refugee Beans…

Grounded?

symbolic drawing of intuitive people vs well informed people

I’ve been thinking… who is more grounded?

 

Happy New Year

woman reflecting

The beginning of every year is the time we reflect and take stock of the past one.

We try to come to terms with what makes us tick.

We look back at the high and low points.  Why do we save this for January 1st? Wouldn’t it be a good idea to do this periodically throughout the year? That way, if we blow our resolutions, it’s not such a big failure and it’s easier to jump back in the saddle and try again.

mabel

The highlight of my year was adopting Mabel. She’s a tortoise shell cat we adopted from the Chatham Kent SPCA. She tears the house to pieces and terrorizes the other cats, but she has brought much happiness around here.

Happy New year!

 

Messenger

And there were in the same country shepherds

And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.

And the angel said unto them

And the angel said unto them, Fear not:

I bring you good tidings of great joy

for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.

I was able to spend a part of Thursday afternoon doing what I would really like to do everyday. That is, sitting at my drafting table with a stack of small pieces of paper and a chosen medium, drawing whatever comes to mind with little or no pre thought. When I do this, I try not to pass too much judgement on what appears on the paper, only accepting what is there and working with what happens. Often, one drawing spurs the next. A lot of stars, comets and spacey stuff was happening and that turned into more spiritual thoughts. At about drawing number 6, I switched to my Pitt India  ink pens because I was battling the dip pen nibs.

Interesting things happen when you draw like this. I was listening to Christmas music, I believe it was The Vienna Boy’s Choir. I was also eating those little chocolate balls that come wrapped in coloured foil papers. I took a pair of scissors and began to cut a green foil into small rectangles and I scattered them onto the drawing I was working on. That’s how the first drawing in this post came to be. The next two, obviously followed.

Eleven simple ink drawings appeared that afternoon. These are my three favourite.

Merry Christmas!

 

Would You Care for a Piece of Gum?

Man ruminating with a sink for a head

Sink Head

ruminate
ru·mi·nate Verb
Synonyms:
verb: meditate, reflect, muse, ponder, contemplate, cogitate, think, speculate, chew the cud, chew
ruminated past tense; ruminated past participle; ruminates 3rd person singular present; ruminating present participle
Think deeply about something
we sat ruminating on the nature of existence
(of a ruminant) Chew the cud

(From Google Dictionary)

This is my take on the Illustration Friday prompt “Sink”

Because it was… it was because

because it was snake drawing for illustration friday

This is my response to this week’s Illustration Friday’s prompt “round.”

It was because… because it was.

How do you feel about things that happened to you that kind of stunk? How do you rid yourself of the baggage and how does that actually come about?  It often takes time. I’ve found that once I can say “Because it was… and it was because,” I have put the gremlin in the blender, realized acceptance and moved on.

 

My First mini comic…

Worng mini comic

Worng mini comic inside

Worng mini comic inside 2

I randomly selected six sentences from six different sources. I wanted to see if I could make phrases or even sentences using a predefined pool of words. I had no idea they would suggest a story to me.

The sentences came from:

Alfred Tennyson’s poem Enoch Arden
An editorial from a Hearst Newspaper,
Frank Baum’s novel Glinda of Oz,
Gene Stratton-Porter’s novel Freckles
Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness
The Hacker’s Dictionary

The words accompanying each drawing are placed in the same location of the page as they are in the master grid at the front of the book.

This mini comic is 28 pages including the kraft paper brown card stock cover. It is black and white throughout. It is my very first mini comic

You can purchase Worng here at my Etsy store

Halloween Creepies and a mini comic for sale

Haloween mini comic

The Curse of the PArsimonious Great Aunt

The Curse of the Parsimonious Great Aunt

This is a creepy little Halloween story wrapped in a coating of cuteness. Although unpleasantness occurs, you can rest assured that there is a moral to the story as the two antagonists get their comeuppance in the end.

You can read the Optical Sloth review of it right here: http://www.opticalsloth.com/?p=17187

This 2.833″ X 4.25″ stapled mini comic is 24 pages including cover, printed in full coloured glory!

*** Be forewarned, there is one part in the story that you might want to peek through your fingers at when you get to if you are squeamish. However it’s really no worse than anything that happens in Hansel and Gretel.

Ships by regular post

You can purchase The Curse of the Parsimonious Great Aunt  here at my Etsy Store

The Curse of the Parsimonious Great Aunt

This is a creepy little Halloween story wrapped in a coating of cuteness. Although unpleasantness occurs, you can rest assured that there is a moral to the story as the two antagonists get their comeuppance in the end.

You can read the Optical Sloth review of it right here: http://www.opticalsloth.com/?p=17187

This 2.833″ X 4.25″ stapled mini comic is 24 pages including cover, printed in full coloured glory!

*** Be forewarned, there is one part in the story that you might want to peek through your fingers at when you get to if you are squeamish. However it’s really no worse than anything that happens in Hansel and Gretel.

Ships by regular post

I want to go to Palomia

i want to go to palomia

i want to go to palomia

I took the sentence which is the title of this post, divided the words and arranged them into  chunks until each chunk had no meaning. Then I thought about what the combinations of letters represented to me and drew them. I also imagined what Palomia would be like. By the way, Palomia only exists in my imagination, similar to wanting to have Breakfast at Tiffany’s

I was happy with the result because it looks like Palomia is an actual, exotic place that I would like to visit. I wonder what breakfast in Polomia would be like.

The Third Street Sisterhood of Lepidoptera Illustrators’ Wash and Wear Bus Tour of Europe

The Third Street Sisterhood of Lepidoptera Illlustrators Wash and Wear Bus Tour of   Europe

The Third Street Sisterhood of Lepidoptera Illlustrators Wash and Wear Bus Tour of Europe

Graphite, chalk pastel and old canceled postage stamps on paper. 8.5 x 11 inches

The sisters  opted for a wash and wear style that would adapt to any climate…. and luckily too, because it was to be a lengthy trip… and in no particular order.

They arrived home looking as fresh as the day they left!

Well, no, this isn’t a true story; this is a page from my sketchbook. Imagine how many butterfly illustrators there would be in one city in order to have a club  for just one street!

I have been spending a fair bit of time working in my sketch book, lately. I have a few sketchbooks, this drawing is in the one that I work out my ideas and problem solve in. This drawing was a rough idea that became more and more embellished.

I cut old cancelled postage stamps and collaged them into the drawing. They were from a rumpled old kraft envelope of doubles I had amassed during my childhood stamp collecting days. Sometimes being a pack rat is a good thing. It felt wrong to cut the stamps up, though… just like how you weren’t supposed to cut into National Geographic magazines or the set of Encyclopedia Britannicas for school projects.