Monday, May 9, 2011

Have Your Cake And Eat It too

This is one of four paintings I have recently finished.



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"London is of course the proper place for a young man, for seeing the manners and customs of society, and for getting a living in some of the less frequent grooves of human labor, but for a residence give me a rural or marine retreat. I sigh for some 'cool sequestered spot'; the world forgetting, by the world forgot." -Randolph Caldecott

"Dickens and Alice in Wonderland have been illustrated once and for all." Beatrix Potter



"If I were invited to a dinner party with my characters I wouldn't show up." -Dr. Seuss


When asked where he gets his ideas for books, Dr Seuss replied with sarcasm:


"This is the most asked question of any successful author. Most authors will not disclose their source for fear that other less successful authors will chisel in on their territory. However, I am willing to take a chance. I get all my ideas in Switzerland near the Forka Pass. There is a little town called Gletch, and two thousand feet up above Gltech there is a smaller hamlet called Uber Gletch. I go there on the fourth of August every summer to get my cuckoo clock repaired. While the cuckoo is in the hospital, I wander around and talk to the people, and I get my ideas from them."

Friday, May 6, 2011

Pain, Lots of Pain!!

I don't really like technology to begin with and I HATE it when they update computer things!!!! I finally figure out how it works and I have it all set up the exact way I want it and then some bored geek at the computer company decides to move everything around for absolutely NO reason!! Now I don't know where anything is and I can't use the system the way I want to...grr. Did I give them permission to mess up my computer? If this is "progress," send me back to the stone age. I'm seriously thinking of hoisting those geeks up a flag pole by their underwear or stuffing them in a trash can! Or maybe a grand piano will fall from the sky and land on them. Or I'll tar and feather them. Or they get eaten by dinosaurs. Or I'll feed them to the shrieking eels. "Oh I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless little flea! And then I'll put that flea in a box. And then I'll put that box inside another box and then mail that box to myself. And when it arrives...AH HA HA HA HA!!!! I'LL SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER!!! IT'S BRILLIANT, BRILLIANT, BRILLIANT I TELL YOU!!! GENIUS, I SAY!!!!...Or to save on postage, I'll just poison him..." I will make it so "your insides are out, your outsides are in, your entrails will become your extrails...pain, lots of pain!!"