What's Going On in My Pretty Little Head
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"Erotic Angels" Sneak Peek & Call for Gallery Recommendations
Hi ya'll!I've been working on a new series of paintings featuring saucy pinup girls (a sneak preview peek above!) and I'm seeking a gallery to show them.
Anyone know of any galleries that might be interested in this type of thing?
Thanks!
Amazing Photography Site!
I've been trawling the web for art reference and came across this site:www.eroglamour.com/glamour_photo/
I've been going through the "Glamour Photos" section, which features galleries by over 300 photographers.
All of them are very well done, though many of them are pretty standard "artsy" fashion model stuff.
But so far I've come across at least half a dozen galleries with truly stunning and original style and imagery.
Inspiration for art, costumes, etc. galore!
Check it out!
*photo above by Can Evgin
(I've posted a couple more favorite pics in my album)
Wish I’d Had My Camera!
So my roommate’s silly cat, Rune, spends her days ambling about our yard, attacking weeds and insects, and attempting to hunt the various birds and mammals that inhabit our little patch of urban forest.To my knowledge, she’s never caught anything.
And the squirrels in the walnut tree in the yard next door…well, at this point, I’m not sure who’s hunting whom!
This morning as I’m sitting on the porch having my coffee, I hear a scuffle at the end of the drive, where a tree grows next to a rustic fieldstone pillar that once bracketed a long-gone gate. It’s a favorite haunt of the local fauna, and I’ve witnessed a number of frantic skirmishes along its vertical battleground.
I look up to see the cat a few feet up the tree, facing up, claws embracing the trunk, looking down at where a squirrel is poised at the base of the tree, peering up at the cat (hungrily…?).
Classic!
The cat looks highly annoyed. How the hell did THIS happen???
And the funniest thing is that the squirrel is not the least bit phased – not running away - he’s sniffing at the cat, taking a few steps closer, tail twitching.
Whatcha gonna do now, huh, ya stupid cat...?
Rune starts to scramble down and the squirrel boldly dashes past her and up the other side of the tree. Rune gets to the ground and looks up, tail swishing in irritation.
She makes another frantic leap onto the tree and they do this slapstick swirling-round-up-and-down the opposite sides of the tree, finally pausing in another Kodak moment with Rune upside down on the trunk on one side, and the squirrel exactly opposite her on the other side, facing up – like some kind of ridiculous yin-yang formation.
Again the cat returns to the ground, sits with ears flicking and tail lashing as the squirrel gives her a solid scolding and zips up the tree.
The cat pursues in a burst of speed, fueled by frustration and humiliation – going, going, going…all the way up…hot on the squirrel’s heels…for a moment I fear she’ll succeed, but the squirrel escapes with a flying leap to the safety of a neighboring tree, chattering and chucking as Rune sways in the unsteady upper branches.
Rune makes her way awkwardly down the tree, with that supercilious air of “I am NOT having trouble getting down this tree, and I do NOT look silly!” and glares up at the squirrel with contempt for a moment, gets up and slinks away to the shade under the car.
It made me think of those cartoons with the sheepdog and the wolf who clock in every morning, battle it out all day over the sheep and clock out every night and then go have a beer together.
I can just see these two kicking back someplace where no one can see them, laughing over a beer. “Almost got you that time, you little bastard!”
“Yeah, yeah, you keep thinking that, fuzzball. You're buying tonight.”
This video RULEZ!!!
youtube.com/watchA wacky martial arts-style dance-off and girl fight to kickass bluegrass music played by hot chicks, with Chinese lyrics.
Hilarious costumes, awesome dancing - bunch of traditional and folk-fusion stuff mixed up with king-fu fight choreography...
Just watch it!
:)
Bunch of new stuff up on my Etsy Shop!
www.cristinamcallister.etsy.comPlease feel free to pass on the link to anyone you think might appreciate!
ANTS!!!!
The day before yesterday, the ants staged a full-blown assault upon the bag of catfood in the kitchen, which the cat had conveniently clawed a hole in.At least they didn’t get into our food (knock on wood).
The slaughter was grim. I don’t enjoy killing things, and I find ants truly fascinating…
But not in my house. They can have the whole outside to play in. They come inside, they get sprayed and I sweep their dead bodies back outside.
Thems the Rules.
Last night I dreamt that I was at a party. They were making carne asada and there were plates of meat, tortillas and fixins on a table next to the woodfire grill. It smelled sooooo good and I was starving, so I went to get me some and realized that the meat was crawling with ants!
Several columns scrawled around the table, even IN the grill, where there was fire. Didn’t seem to faze them. Sheesh.
Somehow I managed to get some ant-free food and fled the food area to go find Dore. As we lounged on a bed a little later, I noticed that the ants had found my plate – another swarming line was arcing up the wall to the bed.
I leapt up and went out into the hall, and they were everywhere. Very vivid vision of trying to get down the stairs, where almost every surface was seething with glittering rows of rapidly scurrying ants, some snaky columns 3 inches wide – billions and billions of them, inescapable…
There was also this earlier scene where a woman was about to do some cocaine – had a fancy little box with all the accoutrements and everything. I left.
But maybe the ants had gotten into the coke and it made them CRAZZZZZYYYY!!!!
Maybe this was the ants revenge on me for slaying their catfood-infesting brethren.
I’m still trying to shake the tickle of imaginary creepy crawlies from my skin.
Blech!
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