Basil and Bella have different interests and spend plenty of time apart, yet they come together for naps and hanging out pretty much daily. No matter the reason, the sun, silhouettes, peaceful scenes are nice for all of us, them and me.
Photos from years past.
A Rollicking Weekend in the Studio, 2017
“I thought I might work here today. Guess I’ll have to find something else to do.”
The party began on Thursday when I needed to begin touching up, creating, tagging, labeling, packing and otherwise working with the merchandise for Sunday’s event. It really doesn’t surprise me any more when I set up my display and items have no price tags or information, so I aspire to go through everything each time, at least for these first few events of the year.
But you can see I likely didn’t get too far with that exercise, except for things I could do without the table, which was to check over items in plastic bins and hold the ones that needed some work.
To say I love it when my cats share my studio with me is an understatement. From the very first, decades ago, I know they sensed my joy in what I was doing in my studio and joined me in whatever way they were comfortable, sometimes sitting on the windowsill or a chair and watching me, sometimes getting paws in the action if it was safe, and sometimes observing from a safe distance, just being in the milieu of happy energy. For all the cats I’ve rescued, fostered and socialized, I will always believe that their joy in sharing my joy in the studio was an important part of socializing and integrating everyone into a family of felines, my “creative cats”.
The very next day I really had to use the table to touch up the finishes on a few keepsake boxes and add labels to a few others, and pack some prints.
“We’re not sure why we’re here, we just heard we were needed in the studio.”
All 8 are in here. I always knew my cats liked to be with me when I was happy in my studio. Just wish they’d leave room for me. (This means it’s playtime, then boxes on the floor for naps.)
And that’s just what I ended up doing—playing with them to lure them off the table, then placing boxes around on the floor for them to tuck themselves into, which did actually work. Because I had to print a very special item…
“Ah, my order of tote bags is in and ready for printing! My supurrvisory staff have permitted me a small space on my worktable and are prepared for duty. Mimi’s like, ‘I’m not going to have to stay up all night again, am I?’ “
Mimi found a solution to that, however.
“Mimi has decided to make a nest in the shipping box with leftover packing peanuts and have a nap instead. It’s purrfectly Mimi-sized.”
And then on Saturday morning when I wanted to continue tagging and packing things…
“We’re all ready!
This morning. “
I ran some errands and came back to it later.
“A friend gave me this tee about 25 years ago. Sometimes when I go to clean up at the bathroom sink I look at myself in the mirror and see that I’ve been literally immersing myself in my work. Mimi insisted upon adding a little fur to it too. “
Finally, getting to the fun part.
“Sewing buttons on each bag while Mimi gives herself a luxury bath on the rest of the bag and she will.not.be.moved. I’m honored she wants to be close to me, I guess.”
I enjoyed all the moral support, and I did manage to get everything ready!
What was I working on in some of these photos? See below!
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Other Photos Posted On or Around This Date…
Must be good days for working in the studio.
Warm and Cool, 2016
So how many colors are in a black cat? I see many colors in Giuseppe, especially the warm sunlight flowing in the window and the cool blue light reflected from the sky right next to it, along with all his wonderful mahogany and burgundy and even green and purple tones in his fur. Black, like white, contains many colors. But I don’t think Giuseppe cares at all about what colors are in his fur. I think he’s thinking about Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite on the beginning of this Memorial Day weekend.
Not at all like Mewsette, below, from 2014.
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Other Photos Posted On or Around This Date…
Wordless Wednesday: Surprise, 2014
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Studio Cats, 2012
Sorry to bore you, Jelly Bean, as I earn your daily bread!
Mimi sits over on the windowsill looking dazed and confused.
Am I the only one around here having a productive day?
But then, what is a productive day for a cat?
Actually, both of them are miffed at me because I wouldn’t let them on my work table. Sorry, black cats, other people don’t find your fur charming when it’s framed into their pictures. You only want to be on the table when I’m using it, otherwise you have no interest.
You know I eventually lost this argument, as you can see below when Mr. Sunshine took over my framing tools.
My mom thinks I’m helping her work, but I’m actually doing a lot of the work myself. Look how well I’m handling both the spool of that really fun plastic-coated wire—and you know how I love my plastic—at the same time as I am tasting one of those long metal things. I can do this! Just lay everything out in front of me and I’ll take care of things.
Everything must be tasted; mom laughs and says I relate the the world by chewing on it. I don’t know what that means because how else could I determine anything about an object I’ve never seen? Or one I have seen but haven’t seen in a while? Or one I see all the time but just feel like I have to bite it?
I even let mom use my tools as long as I’m not using them already.
Here I am when the work is all done. I’m very proud of my work.
Feline logic, it just can’t be argued with.
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Hamlet and his sister Ophelia were rather feral kittens, did not socialize to fosters, and were placed in a barn to live as feral cats. That didn’t suit them either, so they came to me. It took a while for them to find their socialized selves, and I am more than happy to have gotten to know them and help them to realize humans were nice things, and to be able to have them as my muses and models for a couple of years. Hamlet was meant to inhabit the magic yellow basket. I featured this photo on Black Cat Appreciation Day in 2016.
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