Owlphonse Mucha, now with 50% more aitches.
I like this drawing better, too, as it happens, so everybody wins!
I feel like this one might merit explanation.
If, for some reason, like never having been a determinedly romantic and dreamy 13-year-old girl, you aren’t familiar with Dante Gabriel Rosetti, behold: I love a painter who picks one … Continue reading
Just to round things out. . .
I felt a little one-sided after the Beardsley post, so: I have no idea if this is safe for work or not, but then, my work involves men in gold … Continue reading
Introducing another childhood fear!
Can I just say that if you have a young child who’s already terrified of the dark, and showers, and being left alone, and spiders, and needles, and, really, life, … Continue reading
Hi there!
You may have noticed that I didn’t get around to posting anything yesterday. Two reasons: I was up late Friday night working on designs, had to work Saturday 12-4:30, and … Continue reading
Oh, Beardsley. You naughty scamp, you.
Have you ever sat and looked through a large book of Beardsley prints with a bunch of really young college students? I did, back when I was in grad school … Continue reading
So, no joke, I JUST now noticed that I left the H out of Owlphonse.
And okay, his name is also spelled with one more A and one less O and W, but that’s a joke and the missing H is just dumb. It’s going … Continue reading
Sometimes I regret my choices.
Which is why I went back and redid the caption for this one — as I recall, it was my first art owl and I hadn’t quite worked out the … Continue reading