Kittens

When it comes to art, I’m still super broken and I basically never get further than drawing a head in a sketchbook before my body collapses. And a key reason for the extra ugly downfall is… KITTENS!

At the start of the year, I told everyone that I scheduled dental work for June, and to be ready cuz it always wrecks me. Instead, they all went on vacation when I needed them the most. Including my mother, who left me with a house of kittens to watch over as well - so I was doing EXTRA work when I needed accommodations. It ended exactly as you’d expect with chronic illness: Everyone was mad at me because I had POINTED OUT the issue, harming their excuses. The doc most in charge of my life tried to claim I *made* my ill health happen by predicting it. Sure. It has nothing to do with over a decade of observation! It’s all my bad vibes! Let’s ignore that I have to be the most hopeful and optimistic person on the planet to deal with all this and still press on with the belief I can be solved! (And, again, “I just need my treatment to go without terrible interruption” feels like such a low bar, yet it has never been me!)

But, hey, all the kittens were cute and got adopted! The orange bros even got to stay together - which is good, cuz Tango (the one with a clear M on the forehead) needed Mango (who has more of a \ /) as a life coach. Smokey, the darker gray girl, also ended up in the orange boys’ extended family (not that it means they’ll be hanging together, but their adopters get to visit the other kittens). Only Sparkle, the light gray, actually made it a proper adoption day. And she was gone immediately once the doors opened!

And I should consider myself lucky I didn’t get another four kittens dumped on me during the vacation destruction. Another foster swooped in for this foursome, cuz they like fluffball kittens.

I’d love to have more art to show. The only “completed” piece is a joke drawing of a squirrel girl, from a moment when I thought I was practicing to get back in the groove, not THIS IS THE ONLY THING YOU’LL DO FOR MONTHS. It’s on Twitter somewhere, and I’ll post it here if demanded, but it’s embarrassing, cuz the entire point of the sketch was “it’s practically impossible to draw a viable anthro squirrel.”

I’m also way too sad about being so ill when I’m supposed to illustrate the cover of a friend’s novel. I have many thumbnails of a dragon, but… if I ever expanded on them you’d all see that I have no clue how to draw dragons! Practice is needed, and my body won’t let me! Just… dragon heads all over my sketchbooks. That look more like Phoenix heads half the time. Argh!

As always, I am too broken to go back and do any editing. This was all done on unthinking autopilot, so whatever was in my head at the moment poured out. Sorry!