siamese cat twins jump rope!

siamese cat twins! tail trouble

Imagine what happens one second later. Who do you think will get wet?

siamese cat twins

what a coincidence!

smile and say it's what you wanted.

copyright 2010 Carolyn Pile

lady in red

The biggest challenge in this illustration was the background pattern. It still isn't perfect, but it was harder than I first imagined to attempt to duplicate the blogspots. I will continue to work on getting the perfect blogspots for future posts.

Of course, the focal point is the lucky girl's big old honkin' diamond ENGAGEMENT RING!

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I haven't got rhythm.

I took piano lessons for a while when I was a little girl. I learned that I am not a musical person. Some people have music in their souls. I don't.

This illustration is what I imagine it must feel like to love the music. Perhaps next time, I will draw a more reluctant pianist.

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the California State Fair

In 2005, I entered the California State Fair Poster Competition. I didn't win, but they sent me a free pass to the fair. The theme was something about California's beaches, and I drew Poppy (the fair bear) with a surfboard on a beach. Maybe I will post it later.

I made new state fair design just for fun. They haven't had a poster contest since 2005.

I COULD enter it in the fine art competition.

The original is 18" x 24". And it's black and white. I scanned it into Photoshop and added the colors. I'm not sure how that would jive with the fine art competition. I have a large format scanner/printer, but it's not THAT large.

I just wanted this to be a fun design, incorporating some of my favorite things from the fair. There's a free redwood tree seedling, a Footsie Wootsie machine, and a little livestock. Even Poppy the fair bear makes an appearance.

Slug Bug!

the real truth about what goes on at my house!

This illustration was done this evening after I got my mother tucked into bed and the dishes done. I wanted something more vertical because of the limitations of the blog template. I know the girl's horn looks like a toy. I would have had to spend more time looking at pictures of musical instruments to get a realistic looking horn.

happy easter

Here is a celebration of the pure bliss of Easter morning stretching out on the comfortable cotton quilt with the contents of the Easter basket. These days I can't eat sugar as much as I used to and I miss the fun. Once I was a connoisseur of malted-milk Robin Eggs, chocolate bunnies, and Reese's Peanut Butter everything. I loved getting a brand-new plush bunny and a basket to keep my loot in.

sugar and spice

This is a drawing I did a while back for my Cafepress store. It's available on tee shirts, greeting cards, and other girly stuff.

She seems to express an almost obnoxious girliness. I feel sorry for the cat.

Happy April Fool's Day

I thought that, in celebration of April Fool's Day, I would tell you about an embarrassing experience I had a few years ago. Here's an old blog entry from 8/22/2008. My father was still alive back then.


The Most Embarrassing Thing That's Happened Somewhat Recently...
I don't know why I'm still awake at this ungodly hour. Since I am, I thought I would tell you what happened several months ago. This might be totally useless, because, as far as I know, my kid sister may be the only person who reads my blog. And I already told her about this thing. And she laughed at me.

Since I moved back in with my folks, to be a caregiver when they needed one, I call my fiance every night from my room after I had my parents tucked into bed for the night. This is usually the only phone call from this phone, so I usually just hit Redial and there he is.

Several months before my dad passed away, he wanted to clean up the back yard. We had an old swing set back there. After several unsuccessful attempts to get one of the neighbors to take it away, I offered to list it for him on craigslist.

Now, my dad considered the internet to be very mysterious. He used to be pretty good with gadgets. He sold VCRs when they were new technology. He even helped people hook them up. However, my laptop computer cannot be explained. It's magic, and that's all there is to it.

Anyway, I advertised the swing set on craigslist. I said that we couldn't help them take it apart or anything, but that they could take it. I got some email replies, and I called the first one back. He came out and looked at it and said it didn't look like the picture. I told him I didn't post a picture. He called his wife and it turned out he was supposed to have gone to see a different swing set.

I called the next person on my list. This man came and took the swing set away. Which is what we wanted.

My dad was happy that this magical computer had helped him.

That night, I got my parents tucked into bed. Then I put on my pajamas and curled up in my bed. I picked up my phone and pressed Redial.

A man answered who didn't sound like John. I thought it must be his son or a friend. I said, "Is my Honey Bunny there?"

It was the man who took the swing set. He recognized my voice. And he was very surprised to hear from me.