Bit of a random post, but this is slug, don’t ask me why he has the word ‘gin’ on him, I couldn’t tell you. I have him on my wall, I loves him. It’s something about his skew-whiff smile and doppy expression that does it for me. But then again, I like the whole clumsy charming combination, Doppy was my first kiss after all (this was when I was three years old and at Disneyland, don’t worry).
Anyway back to the matter at hand, this illustration was made by the capable Eleanor Meredith, please click here if you are curious on what else she does (I know I was!). Or if you want to know how one comes about buying one of these bad boys look no further. I found him on a weird and wonderful site called ‘Howkapow’, (such a great name, *gush*). You can also get him on a tea towel, which I just discover to my delight. I’ll shut up now. Here is the link.
I hope my slug friend has brighten up your day a little or a the very least confused you. He does that to me every morning when I wake up and look at my wall. Oh the fun I have. Now I really will shut up now. No wait. Now.
The boy made this. He painted it on top of our fireplace, and it only just occurred to me to show you guys! He was inspired by a combination of Jon Klassen’s desolate landscapes and a 1960 cereal box called Frosty O’s. It is my favourite thing in the house. I do like my bears.
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are!”
Pussy said to the Owl, “You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?”
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
“Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?” Said the Piggy, “I will.”
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Bit of a strange post, but I wanted to share my collection in a draw that hangs above our sofa. It was originally a draw for printing items but we spruced it up and put a whole load of stuff in it. There is a finger puppets, dice, Kinder Egg Surprise figures, Lego toy army soldiers, origami foldings and a dead beetle. I will be posting more on collections. Next post will be cards.
…with lots of reading to do. I am over joyed that these bad boys came through the post today:
Scott C and Jon Klassen are both in my list of top 5 favourite illustrators, along with Oliver Jeffers and two more that I have not descided yet, (tbc in a later post). I have not come across Tom Gauld as yet but I have heard some great things about this book. If the internet is anything to go by. So maybe I’ll post a little review, once I’ve completed them. Do not hold your breath, I’m not sure how long it’ll take!
Oh and don’t mind the background its just our mish-mash table the boy made, where you can slid objects under the glass. We happen to put ping-pong balls, decks of cards and ‘Sponge Bob Square Pants’ toys in it. Maybe I’ll post a picture when it is full of coolness.