Inktober 2020, day 11: "Disgusting". A license not to do the dishes thanks to art! :D
Although I got too carried away trying to capture the reflections to really capture the effect I was after. Also, even though I try to do a line drawing and ink it, my painterly sensibilities keep coming through. When I get a brush pen, I use it like a brush...
This is going to take a while. VERY large "kitchen sink" piece I go to whenever I can, when I need to just free flow and put down whatever comes to mind.
Extremely useful around the house, but doomed to constant despair, the Kitchenware Octopus loves to cook but has no free hands for carrying groceries. The last of her kind, she yearns for a mate to lovingly entangle ladles with, but has yet to meet anyone willing to risk constant proximity to the cheese grater.
Bork, bork, bork! The Swedish Chef is taking “fast food” to a whole new level—now with 100% more chicken anxiety. Camilla did not sign up for this Tour de Flap, but here we are. Will they reach the kitchen safely, or will this turn into an unscheduled poultry emergency? Stay tuned.
Latest from my Bikes of Amsterdam series
Been bingeing The Legend of Korra with my 3-year old. He *loves* the intro. In fact, I've caught him "bending" in the kitchen a few times. Cutest. Thing. Ever. Anyway, thought I'd give him his own intro. Meet your new Avatar.
During my school days I used to love going to the Art at lunch time. We really were able to create what ever we wanted. I used pain brush strokes, tracing paper and really explored.
