It was such a nice day on Saturday, that the Bohemian and I took our cameras out to shoot a few pictures in the backyard. I love to see what two different perspectives can yield, especially when one of those perspectives is a kid's eye view (a little taller than a worm's eye view, but much, much shorter than a bird's eye view - I think I may have started to sound a bit like Monty Python's Miss Anne Elk - "ahem! Ah-hem! That is my theory and what it tis.").
Here the Bohemian is attempting to photograph the ever-alluring Jasper, aka Chubby Anne. She is an ancient and somewhat moth-eaten looking torby cat (tortoise shell tabby for non-cat people), which may sound like she's some sort of breed, but really, she is straight from the streets of the Emerald City, down east of here. I found her on my birthday, 17 years ago, and as my then-boyfriend, now-husband hadn't given me a present, she was my present (much to his dismay, but did it make him go shopping for any of the later birthdays? Oh Hell No!).
This is what he took a picture of:
And this one as well. Its so easy to tell that a little boy took this shot - say "cheese!" brown-eye! Oy! Little boys...! (Psst! I actually think this is a hilarious shot, but don't tell the Bohemian - he needs absolutely NO encouragement from the peanut gallery, I assure you!) The Bohemian and his muse pose for me. I don't know why, but this old decrepit cat has starred in more paintings than any of my other cats. I think it must be her scrappy attitude - that and her penchant for tapestried chairs - that makes her irresistable to both photograph and paint.
Speaking of paint - I finally located the masking tape, so I am off to the studio to paint today. (I know you would like to picture a vast and airy retreat as my studio - believe me - so would I! Alas, my "studio" is really the part of the dining room usually used as a foyer, which isn't far enough removed from the rest of the world, but at least I can leave my stuff lying around there.) Hopefully, I can get some momentum going now - at least until it's carpoop time - sigh...!