tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74584592281881515302012-01-25T15:51:54.731+11:00Roseline Lau's illustrated life in suburban Oz.Roseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129595196135034577noreply@blogger.comBlogger2441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7458459228188151530.post-34430879775039805092011-12-30T01:36:00.006+11:002011-12-30T19:27:42.959+11:00

This second Christmas portrait was an experience. I've never wanted to take on a commission of a real person. Mostly because I know to do realism well, it requires longer time. I'm afraid my enthusiasm is a rather flakey friend and might not last more than 3 sittings on the same painting. The scarier thing was, the commission was of a friend, Pierce, who happened to be like part mentor, part

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Here's two more paintings that I couldn't show until post Christmas, as they were commissioned as surprise Christmas gifts. The Schnauzer is the 'cousin' of little Jemima that I did for a lovely couple a few months ago. They came back to get one done for the parents in law's grey peppered version of the Schnauzer, Max. He was more older and stately than Jemima, so we came up with a similar on

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We went to a good friends' wedding a few weeks ago on Perth's river's edge at Heathcote Reserve. Although they're home is in Melbourne at the moment, they're from Perth and being a small animation/film world we happened to work and live in the same places from the freezing land of Tasmania at the Blue Rocket studio, to the stressful, crazy times at Melbourne's Ettamogah studio. The day was

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This is a portrait I did a month ago for someone's birthday. The dog "Rufus" is a Beagle who's only a couple of years old. He has an odd quirk, that when a jacket was placed on him to keep him warm, he froze up instead and wouldn't do more than blink an eye. He could be picked up and placed on the table and would remain in a rigid position, stiff like a plank of wood. Which brings me to think of

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I'm doing another Schnauzer pet portraitre, below, those are all the drafts I done so far for the single painting. And I also just finished painting a portrait of a big cat for some good friends, wokring on another cat for some other good friends, and a dog for another's upcoming surprise birthday present. I already drafted Carol's (of the Wet Nose Day winner) gorgeous Louis but will paint that

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Carol (Hudson)!  Who bought five tickets :) I will be contacting Carol shortly.     I know there were a few people who bought up to five tickets, thankyou to them, and thankyou to EVERYONE who bought a ticket/s, sorry I can't do one for everyone for free, I'd sure love to and if I won lotto I would!

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  It's Wet Nose Day this Sunday at the Cat and Dog Haven WA.     Perth's once a year raising money day Perth's humble Cat and Dog shelter for lost and abandoned kitties and mutts. And I'm participating to collect potential customers heheh AND of course raise/donate some money for them out of any business I get. I spent a few 12 hour days in a row earlier this week, creating this beautiful

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It wasn't all sunshine and swimming in Rottnest. In fact I didn't get to swim at all due to the shark-beach ban, and then it thunderstormed and rained heavily two of the nights, and was chilly and overcast on another day. Now, I know I chose to stay in a bungalow. And I know that the bungalows at Rottnest have these slats as walls for the front and side decking/rooms. Although there are thick,

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Spent Day 2 of Rottnest riding out to the West side of the island on my own, 'exploring' the island, going where ever I pleased. The guy below is a pheasant I chanced upon at the Aerodrome. The Aerodrome is an old airplane field that is usually quiet and empty even though it's still in use. It's off the main road and hardly anyone goes there, as it's a dead end, and the signs at the turnoff,

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You know how it's pretty interesting to see a huge manta ray at Underwater World, or exciting to see one on a glass bottom boat? Well what is even cooler is seeing one up close, just by chance in the wild! Night 2 at Rottnest Tim and I went and had a nice hearty meal at a resaurant by the water's edge. Good old beer battered fish and chips for me and steak burger that was 'the best ever' Tim

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I have been wanting to go to Rottnest for a holiday again for ages. The last time I went was more than ten years ago, but I've been there five times in the past and I have great memories of the place. I went there as a kid two years in a row with my friend and her parents, and later on our own when we were past high school, and then for third year University Zoology camp. It's one of my

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 These paintings are large, darker (in mood but still humourous I hope), and not pets!               I joined a group Exhibit with a few other Perth artists, to show some original artwork at Little Creatures. We have four exhibitions spread througout the time 'til mid 2012. This first one is called "Bestiolas" being the greek word for 'little creatures'. After doing a few initial 'arty' ideas

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Just to round up the week and catch up on stuff, here's people sketches in my sketchbook from August I forgot to post back then. I need to get a smart phone or something. Top: Cottesloe Beach Perth WA. It's going to be 28 and 33 degrees this weekend! Beach weather :D but there was a shark death (as in large shark sighting, prior to an elderly swimmer disappearance now presumed taken by the

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We've only had this model twice at UWA, the first set of drawings are from last year 2010 October, and then again earlier this year January. The best thing I liked about drawing Lenny was he had awesome hair to draw. Hair on the head. Nice and thick, I like drawing texture with the ball point pen. Nice hair, see? Plus he brought a couple of props, a tie and vest. For the warm up 3 minute

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I made an effort to join the official WA 24 hour comic weekend, held at FTI Fremantle again this year. Tim came down with a crook neck, and was pretty much a turtle on his back in pain on the floor at home, so unfortunately he couldn't make it. Which made it all the harder to make myself stay there. But I did stay, later than I had planned. It started at 10am, and I planned to write and draw as

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Well the first month of Spring is over and there are glimpses of Summer here and there, like mosquitoes. I have had about ten in the past week already. The last one was on the front of my neck, right in the middle of my collar bone, when I stopped to look at the Macaws yesterday at the zoo. As a result I didn't bother sketching the parrots and spent the rest of the time at the zoo walking

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I went to the zoo yesterday because it was a welcome 23' sunny blue sky day break in a cold, overcast, gusty, grey Spring fortnight. 2.30pm the Cheetah was out and about, circling and walking past the glass for 15 minutes. This is the most I've ever seen it do, usually all we get is one pose and then it retires behind the long grass, or we just get a head for the rest of the time. I love how

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Thankyou to everyone who looked at my above animation loop and clicked to rate it five stars. You are all shining stars to me :). I was more excited to just show anyone I knew because I haven't animated my own stuff in yonks....and ok, the rating and votes was a little exciting too and easy to get caught up in. Alice my rabbit, steps through a hole in Wonderland and becomes Alice

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This is Jemima, an adorable Miniature Schnauzer who likes cushions (pulling then apart). It's the latest pet portrait I painted over the last week, and I had the pleasure of meeting Jemima (and her lovely owners Steve and Alison) when I went to hand the portrait over to them on Friday. Jemima was tiny, acrobatic, very vocal, and so cute in real life. I had met a Miniature Schnauzer once

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  Out for a late cafe lunch yesterday, enjoying the people watching and sketching more than the lunch. First break in a while, after finishing a third pet portrait painting in a row this month. Still not enough that I can do anything with the pocket money, but enough that it keeps me painting. I'll post all three up next week after they've been given to their various surprise gifteees (

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I almost didn't go to life drawing yesterday because I thought it was a senior model Paul from a few weeks back.   Nothing wrong with drawing wrinkly skin and bone, but I've drawn him before and I like to have variation in my sketchbook. But I just had to get out of the house, I had a productive busy day since 7.30am, getting heaps done and even got a new pet portrait order,

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Zoo Friday! Well actually it was yesterday. We spent some time inside the large Australian bird walkthrough, where there were plenty of interesting characters to draw. The purple capped green parrots were so funny with their stubby short tail. Actually, remembering my friend's (and amazing-astounding wildlife photographer) post on young parrots, they were probably juniors and they're tails will

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I spend most of my time inside the house in front of the computer, checking the share market, selling stuff on ebay, email/networking, scanning drawings, sketching and painting (I have no other table). The point is, it's 10 degrees colder inside the house than it is outside, and in Winter wearing three layers topped with a bomber jacket and a scarf doesn't cut it when I'm trying to work. My

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This is me totally smitten with my new found lover. Broadway Musical Theater. You know how you hear people say, "I saw one show of theatre and totally fell in love with it!", well I totally understand that now. It's fortunate (or unfortunate) I never saw live broadway when I was younger, or I would have wanted to be a stage costume or set designer or stage light artist for sure!   *** The

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Aw, it bugs me when I don't update this blog. It seems after getting that nasty flu I fell off the horse in all respects. The animation work I was doing went back to -2 in terms of mental focus. I had to fight SO HARD to finish off the work whilst attending to other matters...man it's damn hard working at home! Nothing else I can sum up in short this Friday afternoon, so here's a few people

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Tintin has been made into a feature length movie and the new trailer for it just came out. At first I thought Cool! I grew up reading Tintin comics along with my older brother/brothers, and every time we went to the library we'd check out whichever worn and tattered copy there was, some of the more popular ones or the rarer stories were never there and we'd feel so lucky if we could borrow one

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We have two aquariums of fish that used to belong to my brother. We've had them for a couple of years and in one of them are some brown danios (I think?) that have a very short life span of only two years. There were about 8 to start of with and since it's past two years now, they have been getting old and expiring one by one. There are only two left now. Well sort of. There is a third one

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A few weeks ago I started doing some 'full time' work animating for a local cartoon/media company on a pilot episode of a potential series that is going to air on SBS. Personally it was hard going for me the first two weeks. I have a real problem with sitting at the computer trying to animate for longer than an hour at a time, two hours at the most. So I was only managing to pull four hours of

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This weekend Tim and I went along to "Supanova". It's a convention held once a year, that has been huge in the Eastern states, especially Sydney and only recently come to Perth. It's basically a big display of stalls and events and crowds where you can get your pop culture fix. But it's one of those conventions, you know, the type that has comics, anime, manga, sci-fi TV series, all the sort of

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post note: Woops, mistake with the model's name! I thought her name was Jasmine as they both have dark short hair and I missed the session when Jasmine was in, and I couldn't compare the face from people's drawings of Jasmine that night, since no one else really draws the details of the face at life 'figure' drawing. There was a great turn out for Monday evening's figure drawing at UWA. Familiar

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Thank god for animals. I've been feeling a bit isolated and uninspired the last week and a half. And when nothing else works, the only company I feel like being around are animals. Instant comfort. I love my zoo pass. Zoo Friday the 5th. Parrots rock. And I dig the little silky, brown mouse that sneaks around outside my window. It is TINY and it is

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POLICING OF THE STUPID Lately there's been report after report about people planking and trouble with the police etc etc. Doesn't the news have anything more important to show? And I'm sure the police would rather be policing other stuff. What a waste of time and effort when resources are used to protect stupid people from hurting themselves through their own choice, sheesh! THE END. .

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I managed to get Tim to come along to Monday's life drawing at UWA this week, with the suggestion of getting Jus Burgers afterwards (the burger I have been craving since losing my last one to the duck at King's Park). It was great as I forget how cool his gritty pencil style looks on his life drawing pictures, I really miss seeing them there. The model was Sophie who we have never had before.

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I saw this trailer for a movie "Water for Elephants" in December last year (click on bottom trailer 01 first), and with all it's 1930s circus costumes and tinkly music (and Robert Pattinson hee! hee!) I could not wait to see the movie! I love costumes, theatrics, circuses, days of steam engines, big wild animals, tragic love stories, Reese Witherspoon and Christoph Waltz (the one who played the

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Last weekend Tim and I went for a little picnic lunch at Kings Park with Mum, Rol & Waan, and Sophie. We were all too busy with our own projects to put together a nice home-made picnic lunch, so I organised to take everyone's order and pick up a burger each for us all from the newly opened 'Jus' burgers in Northbridge (next to 'Kakulas' on William Street). Now, know that burgers are one of my

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I can't stand to buy mass produced holiday season cards anymore because when I'm browsing the card isles, I always end up thinking, "I can do that!, I'm not going to pay $8 for something I can do myself", and then I buy myself a coffee with that money, and I usually don't end up making any card. So I guess store bought cards also equals convenience, and I still buy them. But I always make my

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Today as I was leaving Garden City after grocery shopping, I looked off into the distance and mused at the 530pm sky's highlighted orange, pale yellow fading to blue. And I caught a glimpse of the sun and it was this amazing fluorescent red! FLURO RED! The clouds were in a strange low thick band that was making the sunset more extraordinary than normal. It was so cool, and such a one off that I

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I haven't been making it to the last few Monday evenings of life drawing at UWA, and I have been out of the routine of posting my drawings up for even longer than that. So I'm posting two models from past sessions today, as well as going to the evening session later today, where I'll be drawing an "Andrew" apparently a male dancer that the drawing sessions hasn't had in before. I already missed a

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This is the one of Clint, a lean, mean looking fella, who was actualy really very nice, almost quiet spoken and runs his own photography business, Notion Photography in Perth. And in talking to him afterwards about self made businesses, art, and whatnot, he was telling me about his housemate who was submitting a full-on animation film application that week. And it turned out that this animation

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Last week, Alice died. I'm so sad :'( Yes I know, rabbits live for an average 6 years, (but I have heard of many domestic rabbits living on average 8-12 years.) And yes, Alice was sick for awhile so it's not a surprise. And in the last week she had deteriorated to a stage that i knew she was no longer comfortable and couldn't function as a normal rabbit would prefer to. She couldn't groom (

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I've been restlessly waiting for a fine day to go to the zoo. "Fine" meaning not humid and temperature in the 30 degrees. This week was the first time since Summer, the weather has not been in the thirties, can you believe! Finally, Autumn is here, a month and a half late, a (slightly coldish) 24' day. It was a spur of a moment thing and Tim was recouperating from the flu, so I went by myself

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Our oil painting lessons have come to an end, and here's the second painting completed after another three weeks. Mr Merks and I both tried to draw a Yoshitomo Nara inpired cat and rabbit (Yoshitomo Nara is my one of my favouritest artists) and I thought since we both draw cat and rabbit with a different lean to each other, it'd be cool if we drew each others to paint, so they would turn out

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Easter is just round the corner. Sadly, my little rabbit Alice doesn't seem to be making it. So besides spending lots of time watching her, to stop myself feeling too sad I've been having barely any sleep and going crazy with making new 'rosey' rabbits as merchandise. First one for Easter 2011 "If you were an Easter Bunny..." can now be bought as cool underspoken Easter cards in a Easter girl

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  And he was jumping too when we saw him get his jumper on.  This is our good friend and accountant, Jo-Ann's little dog. When we met him, Jo showed us how he loves getting his sweater on. When he knows she's getting his pullover, he jumps up with his arms raised in the air like a little kid.  This portrait was supposed to be for Jo's birthday, way back at the beginning of February. Well I did

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Getting a villain into the week of heroes and villains from childhood, I thought long and hard, and kept coming back to this one. Whenever Skunk made an appearance in astroboy episodes, I can't say I actually liked the creepy character. One dislikes him, yet is interested in him. The dark hound dog bags under the eyes, the ginger page-boy hair, the blue-grey skin, it's creepy....but then cool

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I was supposed to do some more pics for superhero/villain drawing week, in my free time-while I'm not working on marketing/branding/design stuff for the Portraitures business that is. Well here's one that I really wanted to do, even though Mrmerks already beat me to it and drew her on his list. I had to draw Modesty Blaise, because it was one of the only comics I read when I was a kid. We got

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MrMerks and a friend from Melbourne, Grimshaw, decided to make this week super hero/villain week: draw one's favourite comicbook superhero or supervillain every day of the week. Since I never read any super comic books, I am going to draw some heroes and villains from my primary school days. First one of course, is She-ra! There's probably some intelligent essay I could write about for this

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I'm a full bottle on E Cuniculi. Alice was suffering from head tilt three weeks ago and the vet diagnosed her with a later stage damage by the pathogen E.cuniculi. She got better immediately after daily "Panicur" doses that I had to feed into her mouth everyday. But now, she's got bad again. Her hind limbs have stopped working right, giving way under her, and she has to drag herself about. And

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I finally got some time to pay attention to the Blythe doll I bought last Christmas. For the last six weeks MrMerks and I have been learning oil painting at the Fremantle Arts Centre with a great master painter and teacher Peter Walker (I learnt my watercolour painting there too 10 years ago!). After the initial step by step still life painting, we could choose our own subject to paint...and I

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I have solved the problem of life drawing full-frontal-nudity-for-arts sake vs modesty-for-bashful-non-art-friends sake! In homage of that episode of The Simpsons where we view the end result of Marge painting Mr Burns nude and his bits are tactfully covered up by held up wineglasses... Carefully placed over my life drawing (click on the BRAND NEW life drawing tab).

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Last year when I was done with the last animation job I had worked, I told everyone with such certainty about the Post Graduate degree in Environmental Science I was embarking on. I was going to get a stable career in something important. I was going to finally be able to live in Perth near my family and old friends. Maybe I'd even be able to finally get a cat. So everyone knew that I was

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Because I don't like seeing old news on the top of my blog, and because I have nothing else quick and short to put up right now, I have posted my To Do list for today. This is not a particularly significant or interesting list. I like "To Do" lists. I write them as an instant way of putting calm and order to my otherwise chaotic, intense disposition. I always seem to have a million things to

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Last-last Monday's life drawing model was Nin. A very athletic youthful guy with a funky assymetrical hair cut. For an extra something different the usual room was closed for air con' repairs, so life drawing was held in the adjacent lecture theatre. Theatre - meaning the tupical ascending stairways and rows with self spring-back cushioned seats, that looked down onto the 'stage' area. It meant

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This is it! A video of all the funny things that Little B got up to while it was staying with me. And a video of how much it loved swimming! it just loved splashing around in water and would do it until it was soaked, dripping wet. I am happy to say, the morning after Little B flew away, at the crack of dawn, I was woken up by a Honeyeater chirping in the distance. I automatically called out

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Through the back door in fact. The story of how Little B flew away accidentally, I was outside hanging up washing. Little B was sitting on the inside laundry door. Suddenly a gust of wind slammed the door with a BANG! which set Little B into a panicked flying frenzy round and round the laundry. I went over to calm Little B down and reached for the door, crossing my mind "Little B will probably

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There were three previous times I had let Little B outside, thinking it might want to be free. First time a month ago, I had to coax Little B out of the open cage outside, and even then it wouldn't go further than a couple of metres and kept flying back onto my shoulder. The second time it spent a while in a small tree, but eventually it got all clumsy and once on the ground, it kept trying but

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Something a little sad has happened, Little B flew away yesterday! It was kind of accidental. I'll write the whole story later. I am conflicted with a mixture of happiness as I watched it fly away free, so superbly, and so fast. And then I was a bit surprised and hurt that it didn't hang around, or hesitate at all (like it did the last three times, I'll write those stories later too). At the

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I've been forgetting to post my Mondays' life drawings at UWA, where does the time go? A few weeks ago I mentioned looking forward to drawing Kyah, who is one of the best life models. I had never drawn her before, and when she came along, she was sporting a seven month pregnant belly! How generous, professional and beautiful it was of Kyah to pose as a pregnant life model, I know I felt lucky.

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This is one of the first year's that I've gone genuinely mellow on Valentine's day. I didn't even realise it until today. The other years I've been either trying to plan something, or trying to convince myself I don't want to do anything for Valentine's. I've either been madly trying to make a valentine's gift, or trying to be nonchalant on whether or not I get anything for Valentine's day. So

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I've been spending the last 10 days in a row waking up at 6am - when Little B wakes up, and loudly and continually calls to be let out of it's cage. Actually, ever since I got Little B on New Years day, it's been early mornings as the sun rises. It'd be ok if I got to sleep before 11pm, or had afternoon naps, but I've been doing neither lately. So I am getting tireder and tireder like I'm in some

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Happy Chinese New Year folks. Yay it's the Rabbit! Although I'm Horse, with so many rabbits in my life, this Lunar Chinese year has got to be especially special and lucky for us all. This is my rabbit Alice. It was high time I did her portrait! She is now around 6 years old. I painted Alice wearing an adaptation of garments by Alannah Hill and Zimmermann, two fine Australian fashion designers

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Little B must have a predisposed recognition to not only be attracted to dots and black spots ie bugs, but stripes and string ie worms. It pulls on the stitching line on my clothes, and picks up wiggly thread on the floor, and it was fascinated with this stripey bedspread. It had the whole lounge room to fly around in, but it kept coming back to the bedspreadand and spent ages, just jumping all

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From the last post, I mentioned how I got a second Blythe that was a factory second, and she was traded on ebay from somewhere overseas. Those who don't know what Blythe dolls are, they stand at 28cm and feature a large head with large eyes that change colour and directions four times on the blink, via a pull string mechanism on the back of the head hidden under the hair. Each string pull makes

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It's been so hot for the last few days in Perth. There's some cyclone that just past in the South West, so it's been dreadfully, humid amidst the 38' days. For someone without airconditioning of any sort, it's been almost unbearable. I've taken to being like Max our dog, and lying on the cold tiles of the house, when no one's around. Little B has the right idea. A few days ago when I went into

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Life drawing is back on! I'm so happy :) This is the UWA session, Monday nights, 6pm, 10 bucks, Hew Roberts Lecture theatre. The female model didn't actually show up. So first up is our fearless leader Chris, who organises the sessions. Then it was the back up model, Kieren, who actually came to draw, but being a professional nude model too, he good naturedly agreed to fill in. I found

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I was hunting around on ebay and found some factory second Blythe dolls that had random combinations of hair type, eye colours, and skin tone, and maybe a small fault. Two things appealed to me, 1. Something that I could take and fix up 2.They were about one third of the price of mint Blythe dolls. So now I own a few new Blythe dolls. They lie in their brown cardboard boxes waiting 'til I have

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That 52 Grosvenor house with the Shop Front door & windows had an open house last Sunday, so I went to walk around inside it on a whim. I still can't afford even a quarter of it, and there were many interested buyers there already discussing deals with the owner. So looking at all it's sweet goodness on the inside (original fireplaces, wooden floorboards, spotless white ceramic bathroom with

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For the last week Little B has developed an instinct to peck at every black and white fleck that stands out. Like sun spots on the edge of leaves, bits of lint on the chair, pins on watches, the circles in the woodgrain of the coffee table...the black diamond on my ring. Little B tried really hard to get it out! My little friend is the boldest thief, with expensive taste.    ...And that's my

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When I was working on Dogstar three years ago at the busy Beafort St, Mount Lawley studio, I'd park my car in the nearby suburbian streets and walk past the old style houses to get to work. I loved those short walks through the quiet, older neighbourhood, and one of the special houses I liked walking past was this corner house that had a huge corner 'shop front' window with a rustic shop door in

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Little B.'s flying has gotten really accurate, and it can fly over to fully land on top of one high spot to another. But having said that, during the evening it got all excited and flew quickly from the top of one bookshelf to another, and then suddenly tried to land on a hanging picture frame, only to drop straight down...behind my sofa. I can barely get my hand behind the sofa, so I couldn't

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Little B.'s flying practices have consisted so far of trying to fly onto high things like curtain rails and bookshelf edges, only to fall short and scramble for a foothold, and then ends up falling to the ground wildly flapping it's wings. Or if it aims for me, it either lands on my head, scrambling in my hair or sort of falling short of my shoulder. But yesterday it started landing ON

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This morning I let Little B. out to fly after I changed the bottom of it's cage. I then made my breakfast while Little B. sat quietly inside a branch in the cage with the door open. It seemed to watch me curiously, but it was happy to just sit there contently. When I sat down and ate most of my breakfast, Little B. flew to the top of a ledge, scrambled at the vertical blinds, and sat on the

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Day 10. I have been calling the 'baby' bird "little B." now instead of "B.B." since it's not really a baby bird anymore. For the first week, every evening after it's final feed and flying practice, I would place it back in it's nest and rub his neck and it would get sleepy eyes and settle down. It was like tucking it into bed every night. But the day before yesterday, Little B. kept jumping out

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B.B never ceases to come up with new tricks. Day 07 it keeps stretching it's legs out, as it stands on it's branch, like a circus acrobat, trapeze high flyer artist. Speaking of circus artists, I am absolutely bursting looking forward to this movie, "Water for Elephants" coming out way too far away. And speaking of high flying, I let B.B out loose for his-her daily flying practise, in my newly

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Greeted Baby Bird (B.B) this morning of Day 6, to find it sitting happily waiting for me, on the branch at the front of the cage, on it's own, unassisted and steady! Yesterday it couldn't grip and stay on anything and would flap it's wings like crazy, while hanging upside down, or just resorting to sitting on the ground, or on it's tail in my hand so it looked like it was sitting in a chair

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Day 4. The baby honeyeater nursery adventure continues. I haven't named it yet. Maybe a Simon? Maybe Honey! But then I already have a friend named Honey. For now, it's still "baby bird" or "birdy". Now after it's been fed, it flaps out of it's nest and after a series of stumbles and hops on the floor of the enclosure, which is actually Alice's mobile carry case, the baby bird can get up the

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Third day since I found the baby Honeyeater and it's mighty well. It slept in this morning. I got up at 6.30am and kept checking back on it, and it was still sleeping waaay after sunrise til 9.30am. It continues to gain strength in leaps and bounds! More chirping for food. Squarking! (demanding food). Lying around on it's back. And then

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Day two with the baby bird, and it is a total turnaround of what it was yesterday! I woke up to find it chirping, and when I gave it a glob of mashed hardboiled egg yoke/bannanna/sugar water on the end of some tweezers, it gobbled it up and chirped like crazy with it's beak wide open, just like those baby birds you see on sesame street or a David Attenborough's doco. It's so neat seeing it in

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I was washing one of the Alice's tiles (I put them into the freezer and then into her box so she can lie on it and keep cool during these hot spells, she has such a thick white coat, poor snow rabbit!) outside in the 40' heat today, and I heard a rustling on the groundleaves below one of our mandarin trees. I thought nothing of it, and was about to go inside, but the rustling again sounded

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When I began doing these commissioned portraits, I remember saying to Tim "I hope I don't get any dogs, I'm not sure if I can draw them. I just want to do rabbits, guinea pigs, mice, and cats". But mostly, I've been painting one dog after another. Here are the last two for the year. Both were commissions for Christmas presents and although I planned to get them done earlier, I was working on

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This rabbit portrait of "King Thumper" was commissioned by a classmate (I hadn't seen since highschool!) as a Christmas gift for her mother. Her mother had a special, grand, old rabbit (that my friend had bought for her mother when she first moved out of home) that lived to a mighty age of 15 years and just passed away a couple of months ago. He was a house rabbit, and was

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A few years ago I learnt about these interesting dolls in 1972 that had big heads, and with a pull of a string on the back of their heads, the eyes would rotate and change between four different eye colours and directions. They only came out for two years and then were discontinued because they were deemed too scarey for little girls. Too ahead of their time I guess. In 1997-2001 the doll caught

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Tim and I went on a four day trip to Queensland two weekends ago. The trip was motivated by an invite for a friend's wedding (Clay, fellow colleague from Blue Rocket TAS), and then it became our holiday adventure for the year since we hadn't planned on flying anywhere else. Plus I've never been to Queensland before, so I was excited and curious to go, despite having this collection of words I've

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A month ago I was asked by a few different friends who are now parents, if I'd paint kids? I thought my niche 'thing' with this portraitures business was going to be small pets (ideally rabbits, cats, and guinea pigs!). But I've been doing mostly dogs, and my Jamie brother has requested a fish even! "Kids are like little animals, she's sort of like a little pet", my friend reasoned with me when

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This was last Friday at my brother's house. I still love how he holds sophie with one hand. This is the first time I've seen her in one of those onesie jumpsuits, definately the cutest thing to have a baby wear. Ha! ha! ha! The one on Roland's arm, she looks like one of my jellybabies don't you think? :O

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Our third zoo trip was actually on Friday Dec 3rd, I will tweak the date later. This time round we spent a lot of time on the parrots! I lurve drawing parrots, they have SO much personality and cheek, and always look like they're smiling. The Australian Cockatoos were great to draw. I loved the way they all sat in a row all higgledy piggledy on the long branches. I will do paintings of them

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It was Tim's birthday the other day. A young 30-something. And something I didn't get around to show anyone last year, was this painting I did for him when he had his birthday in Melbourne. It's titled "Timday". Based off that Calvin and Hobbes scene where Calvin is standing on his chair cheering in his own day-dream 'Calvin Day' street parade for getting an A grade. It's got all (but one) of

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Life drawing. In fact it's my most favourite thing to do since coming back to Perth. I've been to the random one here and there, but I've found a regular, consistant one, every Monday evening over at the architecture campus of UWA. Most life drawing is monthly, so I LOVE that this one is weekly, AND it alternates between male and female models every week. I've even turned down drinks with my

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Second trip to the zoo with Tim and my ex animation colleagues. I got there after midday and it was a 30' plus day, so maybe that's why we spent a good amount of time in the nocturnal house. It was more interesting than I remembered, although I was disappointed there were only one type of bat (and they had a piggy horned nose). Surprisingly, drawing on brown paper while squinting through

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Was supposed to grow my hair out for next year. But when I went to Max (Toni&Guy at Wolf's Lane) for a trim, I couldn't help but ask for a new haircut. Ok it wasn't that impromptu, I actually saved some pics from Vivra sa vie of Anna Karina and said "like that!". Short haircuts are so addictive (and expensive, it needs an upkeep trim within 6 weeks), like my friend Air said, if you can't get

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Great Scotty Dog! I painted tartan. Last portrait, while I was in a department store sizing up the portrait to specially showcase the A3 cats, a lady who was there buying a photo frame looked over at my portrait and mused "Oh! isn't that lovely!...Do you paint dogs?". And a 15 minute conversation later, I had an appointment to do a meeting and portrait of her dog, a Scottish Terrier! I have

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On Friday my older brother and his wife brought the first baby in our family into the world. Meet Sophie! They're at home now, and I made this quick sketch when mum brought dinner over for them tonight. At the hospital, I was taken by how relaxed and NATURAL both my brother and his wife looked as parents, when Rol carried the baby snuggly in one arm for a photo, and as we were leaving and Waan

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Fine Watercolour Pet PortraituresWhimsical paintings of your little friendswww.olivetherabbit.com Roseline LauPerth W.A. artist and animatorhttp://roselinelau.blogspot.com png version   

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This is what I've been working on for the last two weeks and it is proudly with the owner now. Presenting "Tochi" the terror, and "Georgie" the playful, insect-hunting, sook. It's a big portrait like the previous one, bigger, A3 size in fact! But unlike the previous portrait, the owner Seng was happy to leave Tochi and Georgie's portraiture entirely up to me, even keen to see what my visual

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OH DARN IT! About two years ago when I was in Hobart, I started writing a few jellybaby four panel cartoon strip, you know like the "funnies" comics you get in the newspaper. These were mostly in draft lead pencil form. When I started doing my post grad studies at the beginning of this year, I got more snippets of comic strip ideas for the jellybabies while I was sitting in my lectures listening

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So I've been with this guy for six years... and he's proved to have been my mostly companion, indulged my hairbrained schemes, been quickest to defend me, fought me and held onto me tight when I'm being a pooh (and not the rumbly tumbly kind), has never got tired of me, even when we lived AND WORKED in the same company three times, gives the wisest advice when I have trouble with the difficult

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For all those with guinea pigs, feed them capsicum daily! Apart from Olive, Wickett was one of the first cartoon portraits I painted, for the same reason of remembering how much personality the little creature had. I framed it and gave it to my mum, but I wasn't totally pleased with how it looked. Wickett was an abyssinian guinea pig, which meant his hair grew in different directions, making him

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Hey Christopher Markle, here's my four pages in case the yousendit didn't work. Although these are jpgs not tifs.

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Here is the finished painting for a lovely lady and her Italian poodles, Luigi and Dominic. I just handed it to her today and she was so thrilled with much hugs and laughter. I was a bit nervous about the commission at the start (it's the biggest size I've done as I tend to work small and without background). But I'm so happy with how the painting turned out, I felt I depicted Luigi

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