Tuesday, December 30, 2008

IF - Clandestine

It was not until years later that Elton realized why his fluff of cotton candy had been smaller than everyone else's.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

All Aboard!

Shortly before school let out for winter break, the first grade classes had a Polar Express Party. They were allowed to wear their PJs to school, where they watched the movie and ate popcorn, along with other educational (wink, wink) fun. Usually, the first graders are the first to be allowed into the school building in the morning. But on that day, they were held back. And then Mr. J., the fellow who conducts the morning line-up duty, disappeared. Seconds later, we heard a shrill whistle, and he reappeared with a conductor's cap and tickets for each little girl. I had to restrain myself from jumping up and down and clapping my hands.

I didn't have my trusty camera ready, so I decided to remember the moment with a sketch. Of course, artistic license gives me the right to do away with the jackets and backpacks. And put my own kid at the front of the line. And clean up that bedhead look she's so fond of.

This is what happens when you instruct your 6 year old megalomaniac to put up the "MERRY CHRISTMAS" gel window clings up on the patio doors. It annoyed my 10 year old to no end.

And I leave you with this wintery image. What I wouldn't do to see THIS snow angel. I hope you have just the BESTEST holiday, my wonderful blogging friends!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

IF - Voices

In about a week's time, the country will be filled with the joyous voices of people celebrating the new year. Growing up in California, my family and I always watched the ball drop on TV and then toasted with a glass of Martinelli's sparkling apple cider. Not exciting, I know, but it was tradition. After college, I moved to the Big Apple. But in the 17 years I lived in or near NYC, I never spent New Year's in Time Square. Just a quickie drawing for this week.

Here's to a million and one fabulous things to come in 2009! Cheers.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Tokyo Safari

I was inspired by my good friend Aimee of Artsyville to go on a safari around my neighborhood. Why is it that, in a land known for photo-happy tourists, I feel shy about whipping out my camera?! How lame is that.

I find the Japanese take pride in everything they make, even their beautiful manhole covers.

A lot of times, little items that were lost on the street are picked up and put aside for the owner to find again. That's courtesy for you.

How on earth do they get real grass to grow vertically like this?

A beautiful smattering of kimono colors.

Fall colors, just for Ces. They peaked just a couple of weeks ago. Looks like tiny fiestaware, no?

Understandably, the elves were a little busy, so the Union sent replacements. These guys are being constantly blown with air so they "dance." And there's music, to boot, but not necessarily Christmas music. It's kind of funny to watch them dance to Abba's Dancing Queen.

And of course, Santa. This is the statue of Colonel Sanders, in the holiday mood. The Japanese celebrate Christmas, but without the religious aspect to it. It's purely commercial, a time to feast on traditional Christmas cake. As my Japanese friend explained it to me, New Year's is the time to spend with family. So some years back, the KFC people starting promoting their fried chicken as the perfect meal to share with your sweetheart on Christmas. What can I say. It's a cheap date. Plus, they deliver here.

Monday, December 15, 2008


I saw a little clip on the mimic octopus recently. Fascinating creature. So then I decided to pluck one from the ocean and plop him at a bus stop, just to see what would happen.

Octopi are actually quite intelligent. In school, I read a study about how octopi can learn through observation. Cool stuff.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

IF - Rambunctious

Party like it's December 26 at the North Pole.

Have a super fantastic week!

Saturday, December 13, 2008


The other day, my daughter Emma was looking for her stylus for her Nintendo DS. But she kept mispronouncing it as stylist, which I thought was pretty amusing.

Other classic Emma-ism from the past:
bathing suit = baby soup
refrigerator = fidge-a-later
restaurant = resta-haunt

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Spread the Love. It's BOGO Award Time!

Can't get blue sheep out of my head. A little while back, I read a story about a farmer in the UK who dyed his male sheep blue so that he could see which ewes might become pregnant. But being the rowdy bunch that they are, the dyed rams starting fighting with the au-naturale rams, and they all pretty much ended up blue. Brings new meaning to the term spread the love.

Story here.

Looky looky! Two for the price of one! Bee, the philosophical creator of uber-cute critters, gave me the pink Kreativ Blogger Award recently. And soon after, TattingChic, whose incredible lace and wit often tie me up in knots, presented me with the blue Kreativ Blogger Award. Thank you so much, ladies. Gorgeous awards. Kind of make you want to run out and buy scrapbooking paper, don't they?

Gosh. I think ALL of you deserve these awards. But I'm going to play by the rules this time and list six. I think it takes tremendous creative energy to post frequently, so I'd like to present these awards to bloggers who keep me inspired and entertained with lots and lots of wonderful posts:

1. Soulbrush
2. Yoon See
3. Diana Evans
4. Dot at Dabbled
5. Ces and Her Dishes
6. Aimee at Artsyville

Rules, shmules.
1. The winner may put the logo on their blog
2. Put a link to the person who sent you the award
3. Nominate 5 blogs for the award. (or 6, you make the call)

Friday, December 5, 2008

IF - Similar

Santa and the Yeti
(which looks suspiciously similar to a hairy toe)

I created a wacky Christmas image for Dabbled's Holiday Card Contest, which I have forced-fit into this week's Illustration Friday. I have no idea why Santa is with a Yeti. Must have been a mental mad-lib moment.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Thank You for Your Shelter

Thank you for the many warm wishes and words of encouragement about our upcoming return to the states. I was deeply touched and heartened.

When it rains, the girls at the elementary school build a house out of their umbrellas. How I wish I was tiny again so I could crouch in there with them. Then one of the mothers chided them, saying something like, "yadda...yadda...yadda...lose an eye!" So they don't do it anymore. Pity.