In his book The Natural Way To Draw, outstanding art teacher Kimon Nicolaïdes offers this advice: “Draw anything.” Those two words helped me get through this difficult prompt. I did not want to disgust anyone, so I departed a bit from clinical realism and drew the WORD booger and make it just boogerlike enough to get the concept-point across. I’ve been fighting the urge to blow my nose since I started this thing.
To convey the concept of Heist, I reached into my Baby Boomer childhood and plucked out a cliché cartoon robber holding up a big bag of money. He has the requisite stubble, stocking cap, and mask. Now I’m curious as to how many Robbers actually dressed the part this way. My guess is, pretty close to zero.
Crime/Heist/Theft: Call 911 on high alert/Request enforcement; there’s a dearth/It’s downright baffling how we swerve/Meandering from Surf to Turf/Emergencies don’t wait–they hurt
We love dogs, but sometimes they embarrass and shame us, just for doing what comes naturally.
There are poker bluffs, there are rowdy fellows with bluff exteriors, and there is Council Bluffs, Iowa. Bluff almost rhymes with L’oeuf, which means both Egg and Zero. A Goose Egg may be a zero score, or a bump on the noggin from a blunt object, or an egg produced by a goose. Goose the Noun may honk. Goose the Verb may be a rude assault. If you comment, dear Friendly Reader, you will be Calling My Bluff, and Earning My Gratitude. 🙂
Li Po, who went by other names, was a Chinese poet who died by drowning in the Yangtze River. He was drunk and was trying to grab the reflection of the moon. He did not have the ponytail I have drawn here, but I mean no disrespect.
Last weekend I attended my high school’s 50th Reunion and did not do any drawing. Today I am catching up with my Inktober daily prompts. They are all based on bad puns: Fowl Language from a waterfowl; Stick In The Mud is a talking pretzel stick; Two Close Scrapes involved two close-together scrapes. I do not apologize, but I sympathize with bad pun haters. The Number 8 is one such. Sorry, pal. Don’t be Eightin’.
Arm Mad Dill Lo
A hide of Armor Plating does so well•Archenemies steam-thwarted by a shell
Roll-up-in-ball achieves this modest goal•Regrouping and then frisking to and fro
Meandering through days–no squall–nor moo•Make good & goods: no-frilly things to do
It tickled me to use the “Empty” prompt to clutter up an index card with ways of being empty.The scatterbrained are called empty-headed. If you want something and don’t get it, you walk away empty-handed. And if you throw curses and threats at someone and you have not the means to implement them, they are empty curses, empty threats.
empty
an empty head
an empty hand
an empty curse none understand
an empty hole
an empty bum
an empty bag on tip of thumb
head hand hole bum bag & curse
in this
UNempty
Universe.
Today’s prompt, “Kind,” brought to mind one of my favorite scenes from Kurt Vonnegut’s magic/real God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. Eliot Rosewater, head of the Rosewater Foundation and active alcoholic, is so revered by the denizens of Rosewater, Indiana that a new mom has asked him to baptize her newborn twins. So Eliot is imagining what he will say to them, and he comes up with this: “Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you’ve got a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies–God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.”
For today’s prompt, “Forget,” I was almost lazy and drew a thought balloon with nothing in it. Done! But then a question mark demanded occupancy of the thought balloon, and then a word balloon advised necessity of itself as something the thought balloon was responding to, and then, well, the whole thing ballooned.
One with Clay, Image and Text 