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ursulav

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If I can just...finish...this &!*&%!%!!!!ing happy frog...I can paint slugs all day. Slugs in love. Slugs of the Elements. (Fear the awesome power of the Earthslug!) Joyous slugs. Stylized slugs. Any slug my heart desires.

If I can finish the happy frog.

I should be painting. But I needed a break. I love frogs, it's a good gig, and I'm proud of the work I'm doing, but holy crapsicles, you cram fifteen, sixteen happy frog paintings into two weeks, and the sight of a happy frog will make you want to run shrieking into the bush.

Also, despite having taken Claritin, I'm snorfling. Not badly, not incapacitated, but a definite low-level snorfle, which would have been a dire deathly snorfle if I had not staggered out of bed and groped for the Claritin before any other morning ablutions. But I was prepared. I know my nemesis well. Damn you, pollen! From hell's heart, I sneeze at thee!

breeden
ursulav

(no subject)

If I can just…finish…this &!*&%!%!!!!ing happy frog…I can paint slugs all day. Slugs in love. Slugs of the Elements. (Fear the awesome power of the Earthslug!) Joyous slugs. Stylized slugs. Any slug my heart desires.

If I can finish the happy frog.

I should be painting. But I needed a break. I love frogs, it’s a good gig, and I’m proud of the work I’m doing, but holy crapsicles, you cram fifteen, sixteen happy frog paintings into two weeks, and the sight of a happy frog will make you want to run shrieking into the bush.

Also, despite having taken Claritin, I’m snorfling. Not badly, not incapacitated, but a definite low-level snorfle, which would have been a dire deathly snorfle if I had not staggered out of bed and groped for the Claritin before any other morning ablutions. But I was prepared. I know my nemesis well. Damn you, pollen! From hell’s heart, I sneeze at thee!

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.


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ursulav

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I did three whole paintings of slugs today. I'm possessed or obsessed or something. Possibly it's just that the end of Happy Frogdom is in sight--I should finish up Tuesday, hitting Mr. Deadline squarely on the nose--and the briefly dammed torrents of my twisted brain are starting to put serious stress on the architecture. I can't justify a major, obsessive painting (although I've got one all planned out and another one to finish!) which would be a serious drain, so for the past week or so, things have been escaping in the form of small quick watercolors, like small leaks in the dam. I plug the leaks with paintings as fast as I can, but it's only a matter of time before a major incursion.

If I try to extend this metaphor any farther, fish ladders are gonna come into it, and that can't end well.

But anyway! Happy Slugs in Love!
http://yerf.com/vernursu/sluglove2.jpg

The other two paintings must await better photography, but should be up tomorrow or so. And soon, preciousss...sssoon the happy frogssess will tormentss usss no more....

breeden
ursulav

(no subject)

I did three whole paintings of slugs today. I’m possessed or obsessed or something. Possibly it’s just that the end of Happy Frogdom is in sight–I should finish up Tuesday, hitting Mr. Deadline squarely on the nose–and the briefly dammed torrents of my twisted brain are starting to put serious stress on the architecture. I can’t justify a major, obsessive painting (although I’ve got one all planned out and another one to finish!) which would be a serious drain, so for the past week or so, things have been escaping in the form of small quick watercolors, like small leaks in the dam. I plug the leaks with paintings as fast as I can, but it’s only a matter of time before a major incursion.

If I try to extend this metaphor any farther, fish ladders are gonna come into it, and that can’t end well.

But anyway! Happy Slugs in Love!
http://yerf.com/vernursu/sluglove2.jpg

The other two paintings must await better photography, but should be up tomorrow or so. And soon, preciousss…sssoon the happy frogssess will tormentss usss no more….

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.