This weekend we were going to celebrate Emma turning 10 (approximate, because she is a rescue) with an Ancient Aliens-themed party. It is her favorite show.
Well... things went sideways.
Long story short, after a vet visit, we learned she needed to have surgery to remove a small mass in her neck :(
Thankfully, everything went smoothly, and we will get confirmation in a few weeks from pathology if the mass was benign. We are remaining hopeful that it was.
Happy birthday Emma! No matter what, you are out of this world
I took a moment to break out the oil pastels I have been meaning to use FOREVER. It is a tough medium, and I have lots to learn, but I am enjoying the process
Ps i hadn't drawn felipe solo / on his own since 313 days
August 29, 2025 - July 8, 2026 or
10 months 10 days
or 44 weeks 5 days
or 313 days
or 7,512 hours
or 450,720 minutes
or 27,043,200 seconds cus i been busy in rl lol.
I am illustrating a children's book for an author who is self-publishing. The story is about her granddaughter who wants a guinea pig and has to learn how to care for it.
Here is a really weird jellyfish I drew. I cannot even count all the jellyfish I've drawn over the years. I don't know what to say really other than the fact that I love them. :D Created with Ink Pen and Procreate. www.janelledimmett.com
I made a Floral Deer Skull with some mushrooms. I didn't really have a plan when I made this, so it kind of progressed on a whim. Not a bad way really. Anyway, I used mixed media on this one. A combination of pen and ink and procreate. Artwork by Janelle Dimmett. www.janelledimmett.com
Another dream I had once, but lately I have been feeling....yuck. Its hard to feel good when you live in a world thats shallow. All the negative thoughts scream at you.
A child stands on the boardwalk holding a helium balloon, depicting Donald Trump’s turkey neck tied to a string. The child stares up, contemplating the ugly balloon.
If men could get pregnant, there would be a McBortions with healthcare available on the corner of every block. *167 million irate women are coming for you* Vote! Our lives depend on it.
Then everything started shrinking. Every piece of furniture became elongated and narrow and disappeared towards the ceiling. There was something crawling under the rag rugs in the hall. It was also narrow and thin and wriggled in the middle, sometimes very quickly and sometimes very slowly.
- Sculptor's Daughter by Tove Jansson
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