Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: personal stories you didn’t want to hear

Oops. I forgot to scan drawings last night.

So you get nothing.  Nothing!  NOTHING! I’ll aim to post when I get home from work, but I may get too busy on the show I’m designing and run out … Continue reading

September 3, 2013 · Leave a comment

Makeup by Adobe, of course.

This actually does relate back to that museum trip — there was another really nice exhibit of photo manipulation before Photoshop, starting with novelty and art photographs from the Victorian … Continue reading

September 2, 2013 · Leave a comment

Saturday! Time for linkseseseses.

So I realize not everybody has the option of seeing Turrell’s work in person, and that’s a shame, since it just isn’t the same on film.  Still, since this is … Continue reading

August 31, 2013 · Leave a comment

Art owls! Huzzah!

Since I mentioned the Turrell exhibit yesterday (and, I think, misspelled his name), I thought we’d start with this one. Also, another favourite poem for you:   Nobody heard him, … Continue reading

August 28, 2013 · Leave a comment

His mother named him Lance, but we call him Socially.

So this one was another special request, and sorry in advance, friends who’ve already seen it on Facebook!  Basically, I was at a party with friends taking pictures of Tiddles … Continue reading

August 22, 2013 · Leave a comment

Evil, evil bananas.

If you aren’t a supertaster, then you don’t know the joy of making a beautiful chocolate banana smoothie, taking that first big sip, and going, “Mmmm.  Chocolate, nanner. . . … Continue reading

August 18, 2013 · 1 Comment

I should illustrate children’s books. Ideally, ones that involve axes.

So I was at my parents’ house, taking advantage of their washing machine and cable and adorable kitties and watching the cooking channel with my dad, because that is a … Continue reading

August 16, 2013 · Leave a comment

Does anyone else refer to kneading as ‘making biscuits’?

Seriously, I just heard that phrase this summer, and it’s both charming and baffling.  It’s a lovely bit of imagery, but it seems like a thing you say once — … Continue reading

August 15, 2013 · Leave a comment

Don’t worry, it’s just a red hanky.

Oh, theatre deaths.  I ended up skipping A&C the other night because it was raining, the people who were meeting me to see it cancelled, and I’ve seen it PLENTY … Continue reading

August 12, 2013 · Leave a comment

Saturday! In which I say some stuff about a book.

So, I was going to show you these really cute plus-size pinup paper dolls I’m working on, but I’m liking them enough that I’m going to submit them to a … Continue reading

August 10, 2013 · Leave a comment