Daily Sketch: Boys at the Sink, again

sketch of black cats at green sink

Sketch of Boys at Sink

I was too busy messing around today to do a new sketch, so I decided I’d run a green on for St. Patrick’s Day. This sketch was one of the very first ones I did from December 5, 2011. And what is it? The boys at the sink, including both green and orange!

Today, something I see all the time and post photos frequently, but just wanted to test my skills with their odd positions and fast movements. Giuseppe is looking as if he needs to hop up and down from the sink a lot more often, but his big gut is just because of his awkward compressed position, hind paws on the sink edge, one front paw in the sink and the other on the edge of the sink next to Mr. Sunshine.

I love what they do with their ears when they are drinking.

I decided to use the colored pencil today since it was on my mind and I have ones that exactly match my sink and the orange cups I use! It was a nice idea, but I actually like the sketch better in black and white. And with the magic of PhotoShop, we get to see it that way.

sketch of two cats at sink

Same sketch, black and white

Click here to see other daily sketches, and for a gallery of the ones available for sale, visit my Etsy shop in the “Daily Sketches” section.

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What a Sweet Face

tortoiseshell cat with green eyes

Kelly enjoys her sunny windowsill.

Kelly gets to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day too! Here she enjoys a warm, sunny windowsill in the bathroom, and she is content and relaxed. Her eyes really are quite green, but in this photo they get an extra boost from the sun reflecting off that mint green sink, directly below her.

Kelly has such delicate little features, that tiny little nose and whisker pads, and those short whiskers, and with her markings it is even more of a challenge to capture them because her face is nearly all black but for a few speckles.

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The Lovers on St. Patrick’s Day…

black cat looking at green leaves

It is indeed a Happy St. Patrick's Day!

With names like Giuseppe Verdi and Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite and a bit of Irish heritage, at least on Miss Daisy’s side, St. Patrick’s Day is definitely for these lovers!

Giuseppe insisted I drop everything on this sunny and beautiful day to announce that his French-Canadian belle femme and truest love Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite has sent him a holiday message full of green and happy thoughts.

photo of black cat on bed

Miss Daisy Emerald Marguerite, feline Queen of the city named for Kings in Canada.

Bon jour my dearest, most loved, most cherished Giuseppe Verdi ~

The window to the southwest is open wide and I have been at that window,trying to imagine how fresh and pleasant the air in your town of Carnegie is. I am sure your windows are open wide and I saw the photo of you and your family at the window on your Mama Bernadette’s Creative Cat. I so wished I could have been there with you and your Mama Mimi, sister Mewsette and brothers Mr. Sunshine and Jelly Bean.  But alas, my Mama Denise tells me that your open window is far, far away.

I did have visitors to my window this morning—Wiccan the big black cat with the bushy tail, always a gentleman—and that little skinny black guy who Mama feeds and allows in on cold winter nights, Pumpkin, came to say good morning.  But Wiccan’s handsome visage and Pumpkin’s pleasing personality in no way make my longing for you to come to my window any less.

Oh my dearest Giuseppe……

I must allow Mama to turn off this magic message machine and go to my clinic to buy my medicine. Don’t worry my beloved.  I am healthy and strong and my black hair is soft and thick—Mama calls me The Velveteen Kitty. She seems to like calling me that so I allow it though I prefer to have her call me Daisy Emerald Marguerite, my very pretty name that includes Emerald, the name of my great great great great—oh many greats—grandmother Emerald Cat who my Grandpere loved on the farm in Quebec many years ago. (Can you imagine Giuseppe mon amour, Grandmere Emerald Chat used to catch snakes and bring them home to impress her humans on that old farm. I have never seen a snake. Have you?)

As you have requested, Mama Denise will send you an album of photos of me that you may enjoy to look at and even share with your family.

I send love and purrrrrrrs and nuzzzzzles and my promise to love you forever.

Your Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite, xo.

black cat on stairs

Giuseppe sings and operatically gesticulates.

Giuseppe’s response

I thought I would have to pick Giuseppe up off the floor where he was swooning beginning with the salutation in French, but he is now in the stairway, singing in his castrati voice, “Nessun Dorma” from the Opera Turandot. (Where does he learn this stuff? I’d better check my search history. He does choose appropriate lyrics.)

Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma!
Tu pure, o, Principessa,
nella tua fredda stanza,
guardi le stelle
che tremano d’amore
e di speranza.

(In English)
Nobody shall sleep!…
Nobody shall sleep!
Even you, o Princess,
in your cold room,
watch the stars,
that tremble with love and with hope.

My precious and perfect, mio amore bellissimo,

I sing to welcome your loving message as I picture you at the window, and your two servants Wiccan and Pumpkin (that little dairy product*).

We were meant to be together on St. Patrick’s Day by the heritage of green-ness in our names. I sing my best aria for you, ma belle, so that the world can hear, especially you, my emerald-eyed Princess in the cold north land. I so long to keep you warm in that cold room as we watch the stars as they tremble with love and hope for us.

I live for the day when we will be together, and I will spend the rest of this beautiful day dreaming of you and the day when I will at least have photos of you to ponder at length.

Always your ever-constant love,

G.V.

black cat

"Sigh."

*Pumpkin’s name is actually “Yogurt”, so Giuseppe regularly refers to him using the names of various dairy products, refusing to say his real name.

Catch up on the affaire between the young American cat, five-year-old Giuseppe Verdi, and his mature French-Canadian admirer, 12-year-old Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite, including videos of Giuseppe receiving mail.

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Special on Green Things in My Etsy Shop Today

black cat card

"God, I'm Cute"

I may not be Irish, but while everyone knows my first name is “Bernadette”, you probably don’t know my middle name is “Eileen”. Following a name like “Bernadette Eileen” I’m sure a Polish surname like “Kazmarski” is the last thing you expect—perhaps something like O’Toole or McShane (two Irish families I grew up with). So for St. Patrick’s Day a friend has pronounced I am honorarily “Bernadette Eileen O’Kazmarski”. Goes along with my bright henna-red hair, yes? Let the celebration begin!

I love totally random sales, and looking at the gallery of things that are tagged as “green” in my Etsy shop it certainly looks that way—original artwork, greeting cards, gift bags—and not just feline-themed things but also wildlife and nature and flowers!

still life of pepper in bowl

One Pepper, pastel © B.E. Kazmarski

Just for St. Patrick’s Day I’ve got 10% off your entire order if you buy one of the things tagged with green in this gallery in my Etsy shop. Just use the code STPATRICKGREEN10 when you place your order.

pastel painting of a cat looking out a window

Winter Window, pastel © B.E. Kazmarski; this painting is of Kelly, click the image to read about it.

And as I mentioned, it’s not just 10% off your green item, it’s 10% OFF YOUR ENTIRE ORDER if you purchase one of the items in the green gallery.

crocheted sunflower washcloths

Set of three cotton washcloths, designed and crocheted by me (and supervised by guess who).

Happy shopping! And Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

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Cookie’s Spring Adventure: 2011

photography of tortie cat in grass

This is the life!

I’m headed out to clean up my garden for the first time this spring, and I’m remembering Cookie having such a good time last year—especially escaping through the hole in the fence after waiting for me to turn my back long enough—and napping in the sun, and all the years we did this before now. It’s been difficult to be out there with all these memories, but I’m sure she’ll be with me, along with Namir, Stanley, Moses, Sally and Kublai.

Wow, this is the life! I could lie in the sun all day!

Yesterday, mom stopped everything she was doing and went outside in the middle of the day. We haven’t done that since I-don’t-remember-when! I know it’s been getting warmer and the days are getting longer—I’ve seen 19 years of this—but I can never quite keep track of where we are. But when mom does this, all the signs point to SPRING!

First thing in the morning, we went out on the deck and the air was still cold but smelled so good I got up on my green table where I can see the whole yard. It’s not easy for me to get up here anymore and it takes a few extra steps but I was inspired!

tortoiseshell cat on table

Here I am on my observation table.

Then it felt so good I got up on the deck railing and said “hi” to mom who was pointing her black box thing that makes pictures all over the yard. When she turned and saw me, first she took my picture as she always does, then she asked “just what the heck I was doing on the deck railing when I was 19 years old?” I didn’t see why being 19 made any difference in my being on the deck railing and turned around and walked around to the corner, but mom would have none of it and she picked me up! I was so mad I think I even let go of a few profanities. Then she set me on the deck and moved my green table too far away from the railing for me to step on it because “I stumbled a little bit”. She worries too much.

tortie cat on deck railing

What's wrong with being on the railing at 19 years old?

Then we went out in the yard and I walked all around and smelled everything while she got to work. Look at this jungle of branches! I remember when Namir and I used to hang out on this picnic table. I miss my buddy, even though he used to pull my tail.

cat looking into wooded area

Mom has a lot of work to do!

Mom had to help me out of the tomato cage, but I could have figured it out eventually.

cat in wire tomato cage

I didn't really need the help, well, maybe.

I had to keep checking on her to make sure she was doing things correctly. Humans do things for strange reasons—for instance, I can’t figure out why she covered up the hole in the fence in the corner of the yard. I loved to crawl through there and I’d end up in a completely new place. Mom would drop everything and come running, but she couldn’t fit through the hole and had to run all the way around to get me. She didn’t have to get me! I knew where I was! Now I can’t get through there anymore.

tortie cat observing

Sometimes I can't figure out humans.

I don’t like to get my picture taken but sometimes she sneaks up on me and catches me off guard, like when I was taking a bath and enjoying the sun. She said I made a “nice composition”. I thought I was a tortoiseshell cat.

tortie cat on duff

I thought I was a cat, not a "composition".

After all that activity, I was ready for a nap. I used to just curl up on some leaves and grass in the sun, but it felt kind of cold and uncomfortable. Then I found that mom had tossed her flannel shirt on the ground and that was just so nice and cozy, and it smelled like mom.

tortie caton flannel shirt

Mmmm, cozy and warm.

Everyone knows when I stretch out my right arm, the one with the fully orange index toe, that I am a happy kitty.

cat with paw outstretched

I am one happy girl.

(zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…………………….)

cat sleeping

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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On St. Patrick’s Day, Drink Straight From the Tap

four black cats drinking from faucet

Have a drink with family and friends.

My traditional St. Patrick’s Day greeting!

Especially if you’re the Parched Puddies having your daily drink in the mint green sink! It’s Giuseppe, Jelly Bean, Mr. Sunshine and Mewsette. They’re not Irish and neither am I, but when you’re getting together with family and drinking from the tap in the presence of something green on St. Patrick’s Day…well, we non-Irish have to improvise.

I ran this last year on St. Patrick’s Day, but it’s still too good not to share again! All four do this every day—including this morning—in fact doing their best to lead me back upstairs after breakfast to turn the faucet on to a drip so they can drink. Just this morning the light was perfect* and all four were drinking at one time, plus you can actually see the faucet (a little) and tell it’s a sink. They’re pretty big and block a lot of the view.

Also enjoy an older gallery of the Fantastic Four plus Mimi and others in the green and white bathroom on my website.

*Photographing black cats in natural light is a trick, and many of the other photos I have of them drinking in the sink—or doing anything as a group, for that matter—often turns out as a black blob with eyes and ears if I’m not careful. It was often difficult to tell what was in the sink, let alone the number of cats.

But the sun was bright that day and reflected off the white walls in the bathroom and I finally captured one of my favorite moments with these four.

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