Posts Tagged 'art'

draw one thing

This is the challenge I decided to give myself today. Draw one thing every day. Doesn’t matter what. Good, bad, ugly, wall-eyed (my favorite drawings are wall-eyed), just draw it and post it here. The only rules are: spend at least 30 minutes on it and put finishing touches such as a background and drop shadows when appropriate (and I always think drop shadows are appropriate) so that it’s more than just a lazy scribble.¬†This way I hope I’ll get more dedicated to my art, get into a habit of creation rather than waiting on inspiration, and start to develop a cohesive style. So without further ado…

It is ON.


Gustav quickly perceived that duck hats had never gained popularity in this timeline.

bad Mochi

The other day I was at Cupcake’s and spied her deliciously grapefruit-scented organic spray cleaner sitting on the counter, so I spritzed the air and inhaled deeply. It smelled like feet. I noticed the label had been written over in Cupcake’s handwriting. The words BAD MOCHI! in garish silver paint pen told me that i had just sprayed vinegar water in my own face.

How could I forget you, Mochi? Here, little guy. You’re back in the picture. Here’s hoping you get through today without eating any chapstick or panties because that stinky foot spray in the face is no fun.

enter Cupcake

the newest in my series of portraiture.


and also i’ve been practicing drawing.

Hans still believed in fairies

Hans still believed in fairies. He did, he did, he did.

art feature: Troubling Men

Troubling Men

dealing with conflict 101:

when presented with a difficult work situation that you have little to no control over… make art!

this is the groundbreaking technique being pioneered by Cupcake and her fellow Picassos at the city library. in the face of malfunctioning technology and shady customers, these resourceful women get out their MS Paint and go to town, Hyperbole-style.

case-in-point: an email comes around that the printer-management machine is eating people’s money, IT has been notified, and there is nothing to do now but wait. WRONG! Cupcake responds to the email with a helpful: “I think I may have seen something like that the other day.¬† Please see attached picture.”

stunningly lifelike rendering, Cupcake. she notes in particular the presence of the “Jason Mraz Hat.” thank you, Cupcake, this will undoubtedly help in diagnosing the problem. Jason Mraz’s hats are known to lead to all sorts of mayhem, like rampant scatting.

not to be outdone, Cupcake’s fellow Picasso responds with a further development. SHADY CHARACTERS loitering about the machine.

noting the similar hats, Picasso suggests these troubling men may be the beast’s henchmen. troubling indeed, Picasso. the red hands, the long beckoning arms, the somnolent expressions and the Old World attire… it all adds up to something. i can’t wait to see further installments.

clearly we at the county library have been lax not to have been drawing mayonnaise for the last year.

i like you. here, have some art i made.

my twist on the “keep calm and carry on” posters that are everywhere. made with Windows paint and

customer service is my middle name — er, names

i just spent the evening at cupcake’s new Mini Mansion, and let me tell you the M squared is SWANKY already, even though she still has some big furniture pieces to move in tomorrow, she doesn’t have quite all her art hung yet, and she’ll be the first to tell you she won’t move in until the ice maker has produced a healthy crop of cubes. a girl has to have standards.

while cupcake was pondering where to put her freaky indie art piece featuring a man with an octopus for a face (she rejected my suggestions of “in the trash” and “behind something big”), i continued sorting through a bin of MY OLD CRAP that i’d brought over. i discovered some old notes i’d written to myself about funny things that happened while i was working the circulation desk years ago, intending to put them in my blog at the time. well, four blogs later, here they are! better late than never!

customer service skillz in person
me: How are you?
patron: Good.
me: Good! Thank you! (it’s an automatic response, but i sound so touched at being asked!)

customer service skillz on the phone
me: What’s your last name?
patron: My name is Claudia S. Bering. Do you need my number?
me: No.
Claudia: (pause) 555-3539.
me: I can only find a large print copy.
Claudia: Regular print is fine. Do you need my number?
me: No.
Claudia: (pause) Is that a yes?
me: No!

customer service skillz with families
kid: Dad, I need to go out to the car and get something.
dad: Get what?
kid: Just… something.
dad: What something.
kid: My… library card.
dad: Isn’t that your library card?
kid: No.
dad: (beat) Looks like your library card.
kid: It’s… just… Dad, can I just go to the car please?

customer service skillz with… everyone else
(Vague Woman is accompanied by Beret-Wearing Man who doesn’t speak)
Vague Woman: I don’t have my card. (offers driver’s license) Berger-Munch, Candice.
me: (looking her up, i find a record with all the same information, except with a first name of Jocelyn.) Umm… We have you under Jocelyn!
Candice: That’s right.
me: (pointing to driver’s license) But here it says your name is Candice.
Jocelyn: Ohhh… (shakes head like this happens all the time) Too many names… (trails off, nodding and smiling in a “you know” kind of way)

makes me miss the crazy days of circulation.

fear not, i have changed all the real names (and some of the fake ones) to protect the local wildlife. and p.s. is Berger-Munch like the best made-up name ever? i know.