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Not sure where this idea came from. Turned out a bit more “editorial,” than intended. Matter of fact, I hadn't intended it to be editorial at all. I actually gave momma bird-of-prey a bit of a tiny smile, albeit, smirk, because she looked too off-put with the original downturn of the corner of her beak-mouth. Looked way too gloomy. Like I said, I don't know from whence this idea cometh, because I maybe eat at said represented gastro-establishment once a year, max, if that. Anyway, interpret to your hearts content! Let me know what you think. Onward and upwards, french fry eatin' birds o' prey!

Yield

What is it with Elephants and me? Looking back, looks like I've done quite a few. ANyways. Not much to say, just glad I finished this to get posted. Hope you like it.

Hibernate

For Illustration Friday, this week's topic is "Hibernate" suggested by Caitriona (http://www.flickr.com/photos/caitrionasweeney/).

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book (Lady Chatterley, for instance), or you take a trip, or you talk with Richard, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death." ~ Anais Nin

Thought provoking quote for sure! Whether you're someone who loves their job or not.
Hibernation is for bears! Let us awaken from our “slumber” before the cold sets in!

Bigger to hear you with....

Last week, big eyes. This week, big eyes AND big ears. If I knew how to spell “Chihuaua,” I would say I thought immediately of the ferocity of the little chihuaua. Dynamite in a small package. I was hoping to show some sort of irony originally, but, realized a tiny little chihuaua going ballistic isn't really ironic as much as it is realistically chihuaua-esque. Whatever that means. “Ferocious” for Illustration Friday.

Mesmerizing, or should it be “Mesmer-EYE-zing...”

This week's Illustration Friday entry is “mesmerizing.” Not sure why I thought of an owl right away, but, it has to be the big, engaging eyes. Makes me think of some hypnotic soundtrack playing softly in the background. My eyelids are slowly getting heavier. Heavier.... Sleeeeppy.....Sleeeeeeeepy....
I'm falling aslllllllleeeeeeee....... Nevermind. Or it reminds me of that owl from the old “Tootsie Pop” animated tv ad. How many bites does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? One.... Two..... CRUNCH.... Tha-reeeeeee.

Bar-B-Q Bike?

"Bicycle" is this week's Illustration Friday theme. And since I've wanted to contribute to the Guy Francis and Stacy Curtis' "Banjo Pig" blog for quite a while now, I decide to kill two pigs with one bicycle. I mean two birds with one... never mind. http://banjopigs.blogspot.com/

Still trying to experiment with Brushes and other painting apps on the iPad. This was almost entirely created with Brushes.
I am tending to prefer Brushes mainly for its ability to "re-create" the file on my computer at much higher resolution using their companion app "Brushes Viewer."

(Thanks to the guys at Banjo Pigs: http://banjopigs.blogspot.com for posting on their blog!)

___Blank___Race ...

This week's Illustration Friday topic is "racing" suggested by Traci Maturo. Made me think of an illustration I created a while back for a conference in Baltimore. I guess they have pretty big warf rats in Baltimore, being a port town and all, so, I assume there was a logical tie-in. Anyway, the rat race is an old term, but, I guess we all get caught up in the “race” at some point or another, whether we realize it or not. This rat seems to be enjoying his race as he looks back over his shoulder. Who knows what awaits him ahead?