what if – part 23 – grand finale!

Cindy's Bar & Grill, and Snorkeling Emporium!

Well, here we are… Some Time later… It looks like Cindy has set herself up nicely and peaceful relations are well established. And look – here comes Coracle for a visit!

This is the last one in the series and it took a while to put together – I hope you enjoy! It is a larger picture than usual so be sure to click on it to see all the details! I will be going back to something simpler for a while on the blog after this… and there is a new upcoming project which I start doing doodles and sketches for soon.

There may be a slight delay in receiving the final part of our story since our poet is a bit busy this week but check back starting Thursday – I’m sure it will tie all the loose threads together in a most hilarious and satisfying way!

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer

UPDATE: You’ll find the final poem in the comments – and I’m sure you’ll love it!

what if – part 21…

all we are saying...

Arriving at the island, Cindy and the Stranger find the Grinch in the midst of negotiations – somewhere along the way he’s turned into an aging hippy! and he’s attempting Gandhi style passive resistance – at least that’s how I think it might be but I’m not writing the story! Let’s see what Tom comes up with when he sends the next part. I have a feeling this might just be coming to some kind of satisfactory conclusion soon!

UPDATE: And yes, the next poem is here in the comments! Check it out 😀

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer

what if – part 9…

too much traffic!

The little ship is a bit concerned about all the traffic out there. I’m not sure that the whalatuns are exactly as per the poetic description in Part 8 but that’s how they came out! As usual for this series, stay tuned for the poem to come in the comments from Tom Radcliffe.

For a change of pace, here’s a link to a particularly interesting piece of art, Blank Stare. The artist has a whole series of paintings of people looking at art. (Click “home” to get to her main page to see more.)

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer

what if – part 8…

one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish?

I didn’t realize until I had finished, that I had almost recreated another famous Dr. Seuss moment! Technically, it’s a pink fish and there is one extra fish peaking in from the top corner but otherwise…

I actually had a personal adventure with a flying fish – while sailing in the South Pacific… I was on night watch and something hit me in the face!! You can perhaps see why I might picture them as threatening lol – in fact, they are quite charming and benign. Mine are more like flying pyranhas 😀  I hope the little ship and her passengers (if you’re following the story in the comments) get through this mini adventure without any bites.

OK yet another random Patches just because – well it is pretty amusing!

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer

what if – part 7…

alternative craft

Tom’s last poem left the Grinch, the stranger and the morse at the top of a cliff contemplating a sea voyage in a strange ship. I couldn’t resist putting this image down. Hope you like the ship! I see her as a sentient being who makes her living ferrying the occasional adventurer across these remote waters… Let’s see what Tom makes of it all 😉

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer

what if – part 6…

in the land of the forest critters...

The handsome stranger is telling a story about his sojourn in another curious land.

I’ve done my part. Now I can just sit back and wait for Tom’s poetry to see what happens next! Stay tuned… or rather, visit again soon!

For your pleasure, another cute moment from Patches.

UPDATE: check the comments for the latest poem!

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer

what if – part 5…

...cause I've been thru the desert on a morse named McDuff...

…it feels good to be out in the rough
in the desert, you can remember some stuff,
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no guff…
lol

OK we’ll leave the poetry to Tom. Don’t forget to check in the comments for the next part of the poetic story – although there may be a lull over the long weekend so if there isn’t anything yet, check again next week! It will be worth the wait!

You may see something similar in this Karen William’s painting – I noticed after I finished the above. Nice shadow!

UPDATE – here we have Tom’s latest – hot off his Blackberry!

The Bleen are a folk who look like pink eggs
With stick-skinny arms and short stubby legs.
They live ‘neath the dunes of the Great Sandy Sea
Where the Red Ribbon Road runs past invisible trees
That the Bleen use to build all manner of goods
They trade far and wide in that most special wood
That no one can see, nor yet touch, neither taste…
But it  grows in that dry dusty pitiless waste!
Some say the Bleen have just made it up
No water will stay in invisible cups!
But I say I’ve seen it with these eyes right here:
Invisible wood is a plant without peer!

“Good heavens,” said Cindy, “To think that you’ve seen
Such wonderful wonders as pink-eggish Bleen!”

“They aren’t a patch on where I once met
A certain relation who now is beset!”

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2010 Tom Radcliffe