My Favorite Things


This doodle might grow up and be a painting, but we can’t really know for sure until it does evolve (ha, Pokemon joke!) And it’s a selfish, completely ME sort of work…

No really, it’s a few of my favorite things.

This has been a shitty year. Right now I am literally dealing with a post surgery wound, a still fresh mental diagnosis, a bite plate (see also: giant hunk of plastic in one’s face), 40 extra pounds, a creativity crisis AND I’m going to turn 30 any day now (see also: April 10th). There’s also a rash somewhere we won’t talk about. All this coming off the heels of leaving a really glamorous, high paying job to a safe, Anne Hathaway at the start of Devil Wears Prada sort of position that I love but doesn’t pay my exuberant credit card bills. And then I find out the local theater is doing my favorite musical and due to all this and more (see also: not skinny or blonde or young enough), I won’t be a part of it.

It’s the Sound of freaking Music. And as I was stewing in all this, wondering why I like the simple, outdated, cliche…totally nostalgic, heartfelt show so much, dwelling on how I can’t be a part of it and that sucks, blah blah blah and it occurs to me… There’s a song in there that I know SO well…and duh. This is exactly what it’s for. (Cue corny musical chord.) Now I don’t know about schnitzel with noodles, but I do know that owls and watermelon and mushrooms and wine and Jason and nail polish and Pikachu and so on are my favorite things.

So the plan is to paint this, maybe in a classier color scheme and certainly with more saturation. If I can’t sing it I’ll paint it and… And then I (hopefully) don’t feel so bad.

Haters Gonna Hate

I love Jigglypuff. If you don’t know, she’s a basically harmless Pokemon from the show/game/manga/cards/empire that is also called Pokemon. It means pocket monster, and not like that you perv. I’m not going to explain the whole fandom to you, just get into it and yesterday. But anyway, in the anime series, Jigglypuff loves to sing for audiences. Like its a big deal to her. Unfortunately for Jiggly, her singing puts anyone who hears it to sleep. Like a Sleeping Beauty-type slumber. And then Jiggly gets super pissed and runs around drawing things on everyone’s faces in retaliation. And then it all starts again.

I guess I admire Jigglypuff’s tenacity. She’s going to sing, damn it, and if you don’t like it…well. She’ll doodle on you (a harmless, fun sort of revenge, really) until she gets sick of that and wants to sing again. I think we can all really learn from Jigglypuff.

Plus she’s super cute and embodies everything that anime is: big eyes, bright colors, cutesy-corny music, and she looks like a cross between dessert and a bunny rabbit.

This was supposed to be more pop art, like my fox painting, but the colors ended up running fairly true to subject…although I was loose with the brush strokes, which really just WORKS for me. But I really wanted to be able to call this series “Popart Pokemon” because it has a serious ring to it…