Day: March 14, 2006

Art

What to Paint

Shelly

Via What’s in Rebecca’s Pocket, some, um, interesting ideas for paintings from the New Yorker.

Stampede of Nudes: … What has frightened these nudes? Is it the lightning in the background? Or did one of the nudes just spook? You don’t know, and this creates tension.

The Repentant Cameron Diaz: Cameron Diaz, her tear-streaked face lit by a candle, gazes wistfully at a photograph of me.

Still-Life with Rabbit: A wooden table is chockablock with fruit, cheese, and a glass of wine. To one side is a dead rabbit, a dead pheasant, and a dead eel. And you’re thinking, Thanks for the fruit, but, man, take better care of your pets.

So, if you’re ever suffering from painter’s block, you obviously need look no further for inspiration.

Crankypantsing, Pets

Over It

Shelly

Okay, that little taste of spring was quite nice, but I’ve suddenly reached my limit.  You see, I found a wee baby tick last night.  There is no creature on God’s green earth that is more loathsome than the tick. Ticks are repulsive, disgusting vectors of disease and they have no business bringing themselves within a country mile of me.  I want a restraining order.

So, I broke out the Frontline and have place an order for a Preventic collar.  Just the one.  And, wow, did that ever feel weird.  I’m used to stocking up by ordering 4-6 tick collars at a time.  There’s no need to do that now, though, since I’m down to one nekkid dog.  A tick collar will last Harriet a full three months, instead of the usual 30 days for the Chowy dog.