Saturday, December 18, 2010


This is me as a Peanut's Gang member, doing that awesome dance move that's seen in the Charlie Brown Christmas. ^_^

Have a GREAT week and remember, there's like 6 days left until Christmas. ^_^

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

tweet, tweet, tweet, a bird choir is a TREAT!

For my Children's Market class, we were left to our own devices and allowed to do whatever we pleased. As long as it was children inspired/targeted.

So I decided to use an idea I had earlier this year. One where a little girl directs a choir of birds. My first composition had a straight on view of a tree, birds all lined up on a branch and the girl standing in profile before it. I've been advised to walk around my pieces to see if there might be a more interesting view to them.

So what's more interesting then looking down upon the girl from the view of the birds. Of course, this proved a problem when collecting reference, but this is what resulted:

laying down some color . . .

and done(all in watercolor and pen)! for now anyways. ^_^ would you like to know a secret? the girl was originally some ordinary little girl, until a friend suggested I make the girl be myself. I rather liked the suggestion so I went with it. ^_^

Have a GREAT day!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

da na na na na na na na BATMAN!

Our last assignment for Groffaluffagus was to take an old comic cover and redo it in our own style. Like they do here on this site.

So I chose Batman because he is BEAUTIFUL! and I chose this cover because it's hilarious. ^_^

Now this is my spin on it:

heehee, i LOVE Batman! When I finished this, I was later inspired to put up my Batman Christmas tree. ^_^

have a WONDERFUL week!

In Search of a Friend

Here's another story. Enjoy! ^_^

In Search of a Friend
Written by Jeanette Bowman

In a park, not so very far from here, there lives a little girl. But she isn’t like most girls, she is a ghost.
She is a sweet ghost, spending her days watching the little children who come to the park to play. She watched them laugh and play together, sliding down the slides and swinging on the swings. She watched them build castles in the sand box and go up and down on the teeter totter.
She spent day after day watching the children play and have fun with one another. But one day while she was watching them, she realized she was sad because she had no one to play with like the children had each other.
So she decided to go look for a friend. The little ghost girl looked around the park for a friend, but all the children seemed too busy having fun to notice her.
The little ghost girl then went to the bus station to see if any of the grown ups would be her friend, but they all seemed too busy looking bored to notice her.
She then went to the pet store to look for a friend, but the animals there seemed too busy eating to notice her.
The little ghost girl went back to her park, feeling sadder than before because she hadn’t found a friend anywhere.
As she went to the little woods where she lived, she noticed a bright yellow balloon tied to a bench.
The little ghost girl went up to the balloon hopefully. It wasn’t too busy playing, or too busy looking bored, or too busy eating to notice her. The little ghost girl smiled because she finally found a friend.
The little ghost girl and the balloon played at the park on the teeter totter.
They laughed together as they rode the bus.
The two of them went to the pet store together and looked at all the animals.
As the both of them made their way back to the park, a large gust of wind came by and swept the yellow balloon away from the little ghost girl. She chased after the balloon, trying her hardest to catch him.
The little ghost girl chased the balloon until she couldn’t see it any more. She went back to her woods feeling sad again because she had lost her friend.
But then, she saw something yellow far away.
When she got closer she saw that it was her friend, the yellow balloon. But her friend wasn’t alone, there was a little ghost boy sitting on the bench next to her friend.
He smiled at her and said, “Hello, will you be my friend?”
The little ghost girl smiled and said, “Okay.”

The End

There are two illustrations I did for this story located here.

The Tragedy of the Little Tea Bag

I've decided to post a few of my "writings" up on my blog, until I can build them a proper place to live and when I write more of them too. ^_^ so here is one for you to enjoy now.

The Tragedy of the Little Tea Bag
Written by Jeanette Bowman

Once upon a time, there was a little tea bag. He was very young, just freshly made, and full of life and good cheer. The little tea bag was eager to fill his tea bag purpose, even though he wasn’t quite sure of all that that would entail.

So he waited anxiously in a clear glass jar full of fellow tea bags. There were bags of earl grey and green tea, just like himself. There were also bags of chamomile, mint, and jasmine. He waited day after day to fulfill his tea bag purpose, never losing his good cheer even as he watched fellow tea bags being chosen one by one.

One day, early in the light of dawn, the little tea bag was finally chosen. He was bursting with elation as he left the glass jar and his fellow tea bags. The little tea bag knew that this was his moment. He was going to fulfill his tea bag purpose.

He was placed within a container very much like his glass jar, but this container was smaller and he could not see through it’s walls. The little tea bag’s heart swelled with joy, knowing that within seconds his tea bag purpose would be met.

From above, he saw clear liquid fall down upon him. And then a scream of agony burst through his little body. The liquid was searing hot, like liquid fire, and the little tea bag was being steadily submerged within it.

He began to go weak as his body was soaked through, he fell limp against the wall of his new prison. The tea bag felt his innards seep out through his thin layer of paper skin. But even though the little tea bag was steeping in agony, he was the happiest he’d ever been.

The little tea bag smelled the enticing aroma that he was the cause of and became overjoyed all the more. And as his eyes slid closed one last time, a little contented smile spread across his face. The little tea bag had fulfilled his tea bag purpose.

The End

Saturday, December 4, 2010


Well, here you go, the finished piece of Red's Revenge, for any of you who wanted to see what it would look like with the characters filled in instead of them looking like white-blob-ghost-things . . .

can you guess what it was done in? if you guessed watercolor and colored pencil you are the winner! and your prize is (drum roll) . . . a hug from me?

here's a close up, that's kind of fuzzy. if you'd like to know the back story or thought behind this piece, you can scroll down a bit and find the earlier post RED'S REVENGE, or for those of you who like to click stuff, click on this.

alright, have a WONDERFUL Saturday my lovelies!