Sabado not so Gigante..

My Saturday has been quite slow, its a bit strange since its just been me for most of the weekend. I forgot how it was to be staying alone or being alone like I was before I moved here to NYC. It took me forever to get use to living with another person let alone share a bed. I can see why couples in their older years are so use to being with each other because It feels so odd to be without the other. I always had a hard time trying to understand what the big deal was, but then again a  lot of my ideas as young girl are vastly different as oppose to now.  I wouldn’t say I’ve been feeling lonely but I do feel I’m missing my best friend. You go through so  many hardships with a person and at the end of the day you know that you have each others back no  matter how hard things can be. Sometimes I can’t really understand how some women bitch and complain about their husbands for boyfriends not buying them expensive gifts or taking them out to fancy restaurants or not being romantic. I blame a lot of it on these sappy whimsical  romance novels, movies and  most of all women’s magazines. There so full of crap that’s why I use them to pick up my dog’s caca . What really pisses me off is when women complain about the type of ring they deserve when they become engaged.  I’ve read that a man has to save up at least 2 pay checks in order to buy the most pricey ring. I mean what the hell??? I’m not saying that a man should never buy something nice for his lady but there really shouldn’t be any rules or obligation  what so ever.   Its funny I bring this up because when I was first dating Dave I had flown over and stayed in NY for quite awhile it was our first anniversary, we both didn’t have much money to buy each other nice gifts so I tried very hard to at least get him a card of some sort, he also wanted to buy me something. We had been walking around Brooklyn for awhile and we were sitting at a park bench, he told me to wait here for a few minutes and that he would be right back. A few minutes later I see him returning with a large bag, and a huge smile he then asked me to close my eyes because it was a surprise for our anniversary. I held out my hands and he placed the gift in my hands, when I opened my eyes I saw that he had bought a large Hawaiian pineapple from the store lol   It was the cutest thing ever I couldn’t stop laughing lol (pineapples are my fave. fruit  along with strawberries)   Now I know some women would of been mad as hell, maybe even insulted but I couldn’t be happier because when we went home we cracked open that same pineapple and it was the sweetest literally pineapple we ever ate together.  I guess what I’m saying is that sometimes the most simplest of act are always the sincerest ways of showing love to one another.

one down, next to get use too…

I have finally completed my job in which I did for one longggg year well almost a year in March it would be a complete year. I love dog walking its always fun and dogs are never picky or choosey about people they love everyone which is always nice .. well that depends if you live in the Bronx because its seems that everyone here has an overly musclar pitbull wearing a large chain around its neck with a lock and having to “represent”  to please their owner is a bit far fetched to me, but hey to each is own I suppose. I’m going to miss my little doggie clients they were always pleasant and wonderful with me.   I can now dedicate my time to my 2nd job, it a lot of physical work I’m starting to get use to the new surroundings …… so far so good. But I must why are people who live on that side of town so dam snobish!! its like the moment you make a certain amount of money, the meaner you become. I really can’t stand that I always try very hard to be plesant to everyone. After all everyone deserves respect but, sometimes its so hard do that  when the very person next to you considers you to be worthless because you don’t have designer brands or let alone afford to purchase the most expensive items. Sometimes as I walk by these expensive stores I often wonder is it really living the good life being able to afford all these items, I mean will it actually make any difference or impact in my life?? I highly doubt it. 

Anyway……… I’ve been wanting to start drawing again the great thing is now that my job starts in the evenings I have plenty of time to work on my art during the day wooooo which is wonderful. I have plenty of new ideas to get started on.   oh and Happy Pre Valentine’s day!!!!!!!!!!  oh and Happppppppppppy Birthday mommy!! (just in case she’s reading my blog) lol

 

I’m trying really hard to keep up with my blogging hopefully now that my schedule is slower I can be on top of my blogs. we’ll see … (keepin my fingers crossed)

Hatchback the Mighty

I’m in a tad bit better spirits due to the fact that my little bunny who I’ve so much and was actually one of my first pets, well no I can’t really count him as a first pet because as a child I had fish and birds………. well no, I can’t say that either because the fish belonged to my father. I just loved playing with them..(yes you can play with fish) The birds we’re mine but, I was a child and I wasn’t the most responsible so they we’re my mother’s.  Hatchback how ever was mine !!! Its a funny little story how I came to have hatchback as my furry little friend.  I had started to travel back and forth from Los Angeles to New York and I really wanted to have a pet. I figured since I was paying for my personal bills and paying for rent too, why couldn’t I have a pet.  I was living in the garage which belonged to my big brother Eric. He converted it into a small apartment, my other brother Alex and I we’re roommates while my parents shared a room with my big brother in his large 2 bedroom house.  I thought it would be such a cool idea to have a small little dog or cat. My parents however weren’t  happy with the idea.  I would ask and ask and ask ask most of the time the answer was NO NO NO NO NO NO and for the last time NO !!!   SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I let go of all the dreams of wanting a furry pet of my very own.   

I had been working at an Elementary for about  2 years, when a coworker of mine asked me if I liked rabbits… to which i replied uhm yes lol .. She had then told me about a baby bunny she had found in her son’s room, it had belonged to his girlfriend. Turns out the girlfriend was kicked out of her home and was pretty much homeless she took her a bag of clothes and a small rabbit with her. When my coworker was cleaning her son’s room not only did she find her son’s girlfriend but the bunny roaming around as well. The girl asked my coworker if she could keep the bunny because she can’t really provide a home for it. Sadly my coworker wouldn’t be able to look after the bunny, she had two large dogs of her own and it would be too much work for her to handle.  So she had thought of asking someone from work to adopt the bunny ( that’s where I come in)  She brought the bunny in from her lunch brake, she brought him in a small little brown box with carrots and celery.   I was a bit hesitate to bring him home, there was no way my parents would allow him to stay but, something in my gut said take him anyway.  And  I DID!!  I put him the box poked big holes so he could see and breathe then put the box in a bag. I lugged him all the way home on the bus.  When I got home I placed him down on the floor , I was so excited to have him I started to dance around him (yes i’m silly like that) he seemed to have been a bit scared but joined in on the dancing and started to hop around to check out his new home.  My parents we’re not happy AT ALLLLL!! But I took full responsibility and took care of him. He was the coolest bunny ever. My brother Alex loved just as much as I did, in fact at some point everybody came to love him. He was so cool and wonderful even my brother’s dog came to be friends with him.   My brother and I decided to name him Hatchback. The name fit him pretty well, mainly he looked like my father’s 89 honda hatchback lol lol lol. same color too brown lol.  

A dash of Eeriness….

 Hola Friends!  I decided to bring back the old campaign that I use to have back when I was a young crazy teen, I called it Friends of the Friendless. Basically I use to go out of my way to become friends with people or animals whom ever that seem to shuned or unwanted to become Friends with or at least strike up conversations. Now you may ask A. why would anyone do that? and B. what do you mean by the unwanted and shuned? well in school it was pretty obvious who the “unhip” or “not very cool” kid was. You would think as adults people would act their age and act accordingly. Sadly I would say its just as bad if not even worse due to the fact money is involved. I’m basically tired of seeing it on a daily basis so I figure why don’t I bring the campaign back and just simply do it myself. 

“Give me your tired, your poor,

your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

the wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me”  ….

…. They will be my friend. (yes I know that line doesn’t belong there. I thought I would just sneak it in since I don’t have a Golden lamp to light the way.

 Well it seems many people have commented on my art work. For the most part many people say my work is a bit uhm Eerie or scary, or that it looks Sad and oppressive. I was pretty much blown away by those answer because most of the time I was smiling, hmmm either I’m demented or all of are you clearly insane. I’m guessing its me ..   Then I decided to pay attention as to what type of pictures or objects that inspire me to draw.  I was walking down the street, more like power walking trying really hard not to step on smeared doodie. ( I’m a dog walker) and this tree catches my eye

Pretty right!!!! its a beautiful the contrast of colors are beautiful I had to tweak it a little bit so yo ucan see but the tree stump itself due to the rain is black yet the leaves are a golden yellow. I just love it so much I see it all around the city. Well as I continue walking.. I knew there was a reason that particular tree caught my eye its this little picture right here….

 

 

its the same tree but I zoomed in.. that little hanging skeleton I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!!!  I don’t know as to why, how, or what.. I just simply adore the fact that this little lifeless skeleton was put there purposely for it to sway in the wind on this incredibly golden leafed tree of goodness.  I would definitely sketch this.. in fact I just might later on this week. Once i finish my other sketch I started on.  Now .. does this mean I’m crazy or what I see in this is sick or just strange or absurd?? I really don’t know.

Furry friends part dos

continued from part 1 …………..

 

She was a bunny my father and I found in our backyard, she was slightly injured so we figured we would take her in for a little bit until she felt better then return back into the wild. She was a wild rabbit, her body looked so different from Hatchback and Blackie, she was definitly a fiesty bunny. We called her Sunny flower.

 

 

 

 

 

Happy is super duper awesome!!! She’s the coolest dog I know and she also has no manners lol but that’s what makes her wonderful.  You would be crazy not love happy!!!! A picture of Happy walking outside in the snow durnign xmas time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This my moey he’s the best little dog ever although he does have a habit of pooping everywhere and he can be a bit annoying at times. lol But, I think he’s wonderful and he’s not going to Country life press BABY BLO!!! NEVER and if he goes I go too.!! lol

 

 

This is my cat Tosh she came with a friend name Bitsy which is right over here, she’s so cute she loves to be in boxes and anywhere else she can fit her body in. Their both older cats about 10 years old I think and they love to be around people, or to be petted. For some reason they can’t stand other cats though espeically the duo of Mousie and Havik.

Mousie and Havik are my youngest cats I’ve had them both since they we’re Kittens, Havik is now 2  and Mousie is 1 they both love to cause trouble and chaos every where, any place and at any dam time!!….