Well, I was in a curious and very detailed frame of mind for this one! I think the best part though is likely the 15 tiny cats.
Following this – maybe the oddest yet – mandala, here is Tom’s weird and delightful poem! It makes me giggle every time I read it!
Once upon a wobbly tower
a cat was cuddled in a bower
deep within the greenwood’s dell
where the sunlight softly fell
through the highest canopies
of lollipops and candy trees
down beneath the cotton clouds
where the tramping feet of crowds
can’t disturb the sleep of cats
warm and safe on leafy mats.
Here is something new and summer-y but I think things may continue to be slow for July. I hadn’t expected to need a long break after finishing Albion, but that seems to be what’s happening. Instead of drawing on the computer as much, I will be spending more time outdoors and playing on my harp. It’s important to have a change of pace sometimes! In any case, I expect to get back at drawing and posting those drawings fairly soon.
Hey, how about a haiku for this one… Tom?
UPDATE: And here’s a wonderfully fitting haiku from Tom! Thanks!!
eager ears a-twitch
something stirs the summer flowers
cat pounces the breeze
I drew this a while ago but was inspired to use it for a post when I saw this recent kitty cartoon. Which just goes to show that everything is better with more kitties!
While you’re checking comics, don’t forget to read Songs of Albion (every MWF)! The story is starting to pick up momentum. As Tom tweeted of the latest episode “Cultural confusion! Conflict!”
UPDATE: Poem from Tom!
Like stars in velvet nighttime sky
white toes shine out while still she lies:
a sleepy constellation purring
flexing claws in dreamy stirring;
hunters thoughts of fleeing prey
fat tins of tuna run away
through alleys dark where lurks a Narf
that’s wearing calico, a scarf
of iron, a helm of tweed,
it plants a shooting sunshine seed
whose rays pour down on sleeping kits
flexing claws within white mitts.
Sorry for the lack updates recently – well, my excuse is that I have been distracted by our new website and graphic web-novel – Songs of Albion with writing by Tom Radcliffe – a frequent contributor to this blog!
This was a very quick doodle that became the basis of a main character – and we liked him so much that this sketch has been included in the story. Check it out!!
UPDATE: Oops! I forgot to put this up right away when it came in from Tom… a ballad to a purple cat… but no, it touches on many things Albion in just three short verses… read on!
Upon the shores of Albion
our purple Cat abides
hunting mice in forests deep
or eels at lower tides
while Marlowe makes himself a fool
with dominating passions
Cat’s the perfect cat: aloof
from fickle human fashions
Perhaps a Spaniard in the works
will turn his world on end
where up is down and foul is fair
and enemy is friend!
Spring seems to have finally made a real appearance – and to celebrate, more cuteness! Enjoy 🙂
UPDATE: New in from Tom – thanks!!
Oh what a fine piquant springtime bouquet
enclosed within these newly blossomed buds!
The choicest vintage of the early year
presenting me with such a sensual flood
of scents and textures, rich, redolent, red
within a leaf of bitter winter green
that adds a tang I just cannot resist
regardless of the winters I have seen!
Yet in my age I hesitate and savor
this moment of anticipation long…
before I leap and chomp, forbidden flavour!
‘Til nothing’s left but omnomnomnomnom!
Time for some pure cute – this was inspired appropriately by an image from Cute Overload – font of much cuteness… in particular, check out this link to the new Simon’s Cat episode being pounced by the Easter bunny!
UDATE: Finally! these cute kitties get their own poem 😀
Now who is this disturbing us
from sleepy kitten dreams?
Can’t a cat get forty winks
without this constant stream
of humans interrupting us
to coo and gawk and stare
while wobbling on your goofy legs
like stilted men at fairs?
We’re quite content here, cuddled up
within the balmy shade
of this our tree. Don’t interrupt!
Our sleep is carefully made
of soft companions, special place,
the angle of the sun;
so don’t disturb our feline dreams,
just move along now, run!