One of my best friends, Zackary just started a blog! He's an amazing illustrator, animator, graphic designer and unconventional thinker. He's actually one of the first people that encouraged my photography, and for that I am very grateful. I still have a hard time when people call me an artist because all I do is point and click (ok, there's a little more to it than that, but not much)...Zack is a true artist. Check him out!
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1.25.2008
New Blog Artist
One of my best friends, Zackary just started a blog! He's an amazing illustrator, animator, graphic designer and unconventional thinker. He's actually one of the first people that encouraged my photography, and for that I am very grateful. I still have a hard time when people call me an artist because all I do is point and click (ok, there's a little more to it than that, but not much)...Zack is a true artist. Check him out!
12.19.2007
New tenant
We got a kitty! My dad gave him to Riley as a birthday present and he kind of became more Scott's cat than Riley's. The original plan was to move him in with us when we got married, but we wanted to wait til we were a little bit more settled in. He's such a good cat and a lot of fun!
My family moved about two and a half years ago and we had to move four cats with us. Scott and I figured we could just wrap them up in blanket and toss 'em in the car. As we began to drive up the road to the new house my old lady cat, Tiff, starts making this terrible howling meowing noise. Then the other three join in so there's an awful chorus of disturbed kitties. At one point the youngest kitty, Taco, ran from the backseat along the side windows and curled up on the dashboard. Rather sad to see the kitties so distraught, but rather funny to look back on.
So last night as Scott and I were driving our kitty home, he starts the howl/meow noise and Scott joins in with him. He handled the drive pretty well, he even popped his head up quite often to look out the windows. When we got home, he went behind the couch and could pop his head out every ten minutes or so the crawl back behind it. After two hours he came out and crawled under his blanket that we put on the couch for him. He stayed there most of the night the came and jumped on our bed early this morning. He hung out on the window ledge for a while then crawled under the covers and sleep between my feet. He likes to sleep under the covers and if you open the covers to look at him he burrows further back into them.
Oh, and he doesn't really have a name. There's names they've called him, but nothing really permanent. There's Buddy, Friend, Mr. Pancakes, Senor Waffles and Kitty! (Like Boo from Monster's Inc.) It'd be kind of weird to name him now wouldn't it? I'd like to name him Vincent, if I did name him. Yes, I'm an artnerd. Anyway, we're just so excited to have him!
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