Rather Pointless Bird in Play-doh

Yeah, I know. Enough with the Play-doh, already.

Honestly? I've been a bit down in the dumps lately.

Maybe more than a bit.

Not exactly conducive to creativity, as many of you no doubt know.

Anyway, until I feel more like doing something actually worth preserving, I guess I'll be sticking to digital photos of Play-doh. It's something, anyway.

Something pointless. And yes, I do realise that my pointlessness usually belongs here... just consider this a slight, temporary spill-over.

Black Cat in Play-doh

Or, Cat in Black Play-doh.

Poor guy sat out a bit too long before I remembered to take his picture, though. You can tell by the cracks in his nose. I got too busy trying to make a neon-orange squirrel, you see, and...

Yeah, yeah, I know. Don't worry -- Play-doh's not going to be the only theme on the blog. I have drawing plans. Really. Actual sketches as opposed to doodles. I just have to get around to them, that's all. And since I'm not too comfortable sitting for long periods of time at the moment (nothing serious; just a temporarily unhappy hip), getting around to them might take a little longer than I'd first thought.

In the meantime... Play-doh cat.

Uh huh.

Flowerish Something in Play-doh

This is, indeed, a Something.

Or a Nothing. That fits too.

I was just playing around out of sheer frustration. About what? Doesn't matter. The result was something vaguely flower-bud-ish, I guess. Sort of pseudosunflower, in a way.

Oh, and the purple tinge is entirely an artifact of the photoeditor. I hit the quick fix button, and decided that maybe I liked the way the artificial purple went with the flowerish Play-doh.

Whatever works, right?

Wild Rose in Play-doh

Yep, more Play-doh.

This is meant to be Alberta's provincial flower, the Prickly Wild Rose (Rosa acicularis). It's not entirely accurate, but then I should point out that it's MADE OUT OF PLAY-DOH.

Yep, more Play-doh.

Glass with marbles in graphite

This week's Illustration Friday prompt is Contained.

And here I bet you'd thought I'd lost my marbles. Nope. There they are, right in the wine glass.

This really, really quick (and boy, does that show) doodle was done for two reasons: I realised that it had been ages since I did anything for Illustration Friday, and I also realised that I hadn't even opened my new moleskine sketchbook yet.

Newish. Does a moleskine still count as new if you've had it for a couple of months?

The drawing of the glass is really wonky, but there's an explanation. Well, two. It's a wonky glass in real life, and did I mention that this was a quick sketch? As in, I'm ashamed to admit how few minutes.

Ah well. It's still better than a kick in the pants.

Shells in Play-doh

Yes, I did warn you that the play-doh would make a return appearance. Play-doh is about my speed, you know.

Today's offering comes courtesy of yesterday, when the high windchill meant that I was unexpectedly housebound again.

For more whining about the whole housebound thing, go visit the other blog. I don't need to be whining in two places at once, you know.

So why shells? Well, the real things were on hand.

So why do I have shells on hand? In case I feel like sketching them, of course.







You've probably noticed that I haven't felt much like sketching lately, but when I do it's important to have things with interesting shapes on hand or I get a little jittery.

Yes, I do realise that I'm weird. Thank you very much.

Anyway, the two photos are because the one with the flash came out clearer but the one without shows the texture better. Not that the texture is important -- it's PLAY-DOH, after all -- but since I took the time to put in a little texture I thought I should point out that the texture is there.

I'm going now. And if you do happen to follow the link to the other blog, I didn't post yesterday because I was housebound and making shells with play-doh. And I haven't posted yet today because I've got actual work to do. I'll try to find something to blather about later in the day.

Spider in... erm... Play-doh

Yep, Play-doh.

It was a Christmas present.

And if the person who gave it to me didn't see the first subject coming from a mile away, then she juuust isn't paying attention.

So, will this lead to more Play-doh sculptures showing up in the future? Oh, probably. The stuff's just about right for Yours Of The Short Attention Span, after all. Here, I'll even give it it's very own label: