A fun illustration assignment for my friend Sophie’s upcoming class.
Such a cute booty!-if you don’t mind all the bones, muscles and nerves.
Ah skin, with all it’s intricate, marvelous sensation receptors.
I’m sure it will be a fun class, too.
The Snow Lion is one of my favorite mythological tibetan buddhist beasts. It’s also one of the Shambhala tradition’s Four Dignities.
The Snow Lion represents unconditional cheerfulness, Earth and East, a mind free of doubt, clear and precise. It has a beauty and dignity resulting from a body and mind that are synchronized. The Snow Lion has a youthful, vibrant energy of goodness and a natural sense of delight.
They are a regal, like a lion, but visually resemble dogs, much like the temple guardian of China, the Fu dog.
(nice job Ellen, on the webbery and illustration!)
Go, flock to her! Bring her your aches, pains, ailments and most especially, your unhappy tummies… You’ll be glad you did. Her sweet, gentle, delicious combination of acupuncture, massage and nutrition is just the thing for bellies(and whole bodies) in need.
Aaaaah, balance, love, healing.
Hurray Sharon!
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This is a drawing for a sculpture-for my upcoming late spring show!(yayz!)
I’m one tired, dirty puppy tonight.
My sweet friend Cara(professional ’scaper) is generously helping me landscape the front beds at my son’s school. The dumptruck plopped down 6 tons of soil this afternoon and we shoveled and shoveled and shoveled and hauled and hauled and hauled wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow up to the cement wall, where it took both of us to heft the thing up over the edge and dump. It wouldn’t have been quite so much work if the silly ass bed wasn’t brimfull of hard-packed ‘beauty’ bark, for some misbegotten reason deposited on top of plastic, laid on top of a nasty mixture of clay, rocks and concrete chunks-I guess they really didn’t want ANYTHING to grow in the bed, including the poor, pathetic, half-dead boxwoods we had to dig out. So, first we filled the upper bed with soil, then started excavating the beauty bark from the lower bed and breaking the rocklike chunks into spreadable mulch for the upper.
We got about halfway through the mountain when it got dark on us… Sigh. Another 3 tons to schlump tomorrow.
But it’s gonna be purty when ’tis done!
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A guinness and the lovely grain of the table at the local pub helped me color in yesterday’s drawing.
