Adrift...

This image made me think of a lovely song from the film Joe Versus the Volcano:

Marooned Without You. Written by John Patrick Shanley. Music by Georges Delerue.

Why is my heart marooned without you
The sun goes down
My dreams begin their refrain
I call to whatever holds you
My beloved
I wait and I wait

Why is my heart marooned without you
A tiny light upon the sea
My heart is so afraid
You have broken away
Tell me, darling, I pray
You will come to me soon

.

She looks adrift on her leaf with her bag...

Muddy...

When I thought of muddy I wanted to include a piggy.

I've never had a fancy mud bath myself but they do look relaxing and fun. This little piggy certainly looks relaxed.

Focused...

When I thought of focused I immediately thought of magnifying glasses and ants. I thought this image was more of a gentle focus of the sun than the tradition images involving ants and magnifying glasses.

Clumsy...

I couldn't resist a chance to draw a bull in a china shop. My bull looks so sweet and bashful, I think he's embarrassed that he knocked that china over. I'm not sure who you call when you a bull enters your china shop but I'm sure 911 can direct your call.

Wilderness

I confess I faked this image...

I mean it's about as far from wilderness as can be.

Oh sure the image seams wildernessy but really it's based off a picture I took at the Portland zoo of a cougar who was hiding behind a log. I threw a Mt. Hoodish mountain into the background in loving tribute to Oregon.

And I am all caught up from the last few weeks. Whew!

Confined

Sometimes elevators can feel restricting. I remember this one time I was in the elevator with a college professor of mine. He had given us this whole lecture about how if we saw him in a museum we shouldn't talk to him. He taught Art History. It was just the two of us in a elevator, not at a museum but he scared me with that speech. I was a dead panic about whether I should say hello or not make eye contact.

In the end, I decided not to say anything and as we both got off the elevator he wheeled on me and said "Hello! You're in my class you can say hello can't you?"

I froze.

And then I squeaked a hello and ran down the hallway. But I remember that elevator ride and how confined I felt in that little box.

Renewal

Yoga... for my dime dollar there is no greater renewal of body and spirit than with yoga. My sister used to say she started taking yoga classes and I joined the cult. But two and half years later I'm still going twice a week to yoga.

This is warrior one, virabhadrasana 1 as in my yoga classes they tend to use both the English and the Sanskrit. One of my favorite games is Sanskrit Simon Says, where they drop the English and see if you know your Sanskrit.

I know enough to cringe when I here certain names, even when I can't remember the asana that goes with it.

But I usually leave yoga feeling a sense of renewal.

Pioneer

When I thought pioneer I thought space, and those brave souls who first moved to Mars to start our first planetary space... wait a second that hasn't happened yet!

Well a girl can dream can't she. Here is folks pioneers in space. Good luck Jonesie!

Undone

If you want to destroy my sweater
Pull this thread as I walk away (as I walk away)
Watch me unravel I'll soon be naked
Lying on the floor, lying on the floor
I've come undone...

Okay maybe not, but I couldn't resist a chance to quote the Sweater Song by Weezer.

Not gone, forgotten or dead, I've just been sick and lazy and unmotivated. So here is the backlog for IF. They may be late but they're done. No longer undone.

Hatch...

This will be day 21 of my Countdown to Christmas. You get it here first as a preview. This is what happens when my projects and ambitions collide. People get sneak peeks.

I had thought of a few things for hatch, an egg, a spaceship hatch, a secret plan but I settled on a hatch back car because I could shove a Christmas Tree inside.

Now if you excuse me I have a million things to do and many things to add glitter to.

Crunchy...

I'm in the throws of the twelve days of Christmas on my Countdown to Christmas. Today was ten lords a leaping. I can't even begin to tell you how much trouble I had with that image. Today I'm working on twelve drummers drumming. If it gives me half the trouble that the lords gave me... I won't get to do a new IF image.

So I thought I might cheat a bit. This image is part of my countdown to Christmas, but it has been posted there yet.

Candy canes have a great crunch to them. I think this little guy is going to enjoy crunching his candy cane.

Entangle...

Okay so I'm a tad late to the party with this one. But I have a really lame excuse! I was busy. Busy with what you might ask?

Busy with my online Advent Calander! A brand new image every day! All Christmas!

Oh yes I've gone ahead and taken on a big project that I can not possibly complete in the Christmas Season, the busiest time of the year. So I was a little late with this.

When I saw entangle I thought of the women in the wigs with the boats and birds in their hair. I wish I had added more things like a unicorn, and rainbow and a kitten. Maybe next time.

If I had been smart I would have done something christmasy too and used it for the advent calendar. Maybe next week.

Music

Music... I used to sing in a small chorus in high school. We went through 3 directors in the three years that I was involved.

But I only really enjoyed the music one year. Our directors were real task masters. They demanded our focus and attention.

Our chorus didn't audition people. Anyone could join but you had to pay attention to their direction or you would experience their wrath. They never demanded ability and were quick to work within limitations, as long as you were willing to try.

We thrived, we sounded better than we deserved to sound. Singing became a joy. The euphoria of a well sung song was addictive, and we had fun singing. So when I thought of music I thought of the joy of singing.

Unbalanced

I thought a lot about unbalanced.

I thought of things I find unbalanced, that might offend people who don't agree with politic or social views. But I wanted something more exciting, that better illustrates unbalanced.

And then I went on vacation and my sister, her fiance and I went rafting (well it was sort of imaginary rafting but we had fun) and this image was born. All of us tipping over unbalanced.

Blur...

A lot of things blur at the amusement park... not the least of which is your vision. But amusement parks historically have blurred all sorts of lines. Rich and poor, young and old all seek the heady thrill of a rollercoaster.

The scrambler was one of my favorites. We would carefully arrange ourselves in line to make sure when we sat down, the biggest wouldn't crush the smallest, and you might end up pressed against someone you liked. You could blur those lines without questions.

Skinny

What's the skinny?

I'll tell you what's skinny... greyhounds! They are really big and really skinny.

So skinny they need extra soft beds to sleep on.

Sometimes I wonder if supermodels need extra soft beds too.

Fast...

Halloween is fast aproaching... and witches fly swiftly in the night.

Frozen...

The word was frozen so did I draw the image of the people in the snow with the trees that I've been thinking about for a couple of weeks. No that would make too much sense.

Instead I get it in my head to draw Medusa and a man she has frozen. She looks pretty pleased with herself. Maybe that's how she makes her art. My little preppy Medusa with her friendly snake hair.

Flying...

When I saw flying, I thought of flying squirels, and flying fish, but I went with flying squirel. I don't know what this little ace is up to but he's on his way.

Germ

I couldn't help but thinking of super germs, and swine flu, which I once disgustingly and somewhat hilariously heard refered to as "bacon lung"

I sure like drawing piggies.