Inktober Day 8

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Chickadee in a tree.

Ink, Carbon Pen and White gel Pen

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Spooked, Hearts, Ribs and Birds

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Just some sketches while trying to draw something out of my mind. It’s not ready yet apparently. We have a spooked eyeball, cute hearts (make a cute brooch, or a tattoo), a roughly drawn ribcage missing a few ribs, and a sparrow playing what looks like basketball.

Col-Erase Pencils in Orange, Black and Purple, 0.5 mm Black Ballpoint pen.

Victorian Budgies

I have 4 budgies, usually during the day they are free to fly about the living room in joyous harmony. They have a number of perches to sit on, the fig tree in the corner (eaten alive), the branch installed in front of the back door so they can watch birdies outside, and everywhere else, (including the wind chimes Pickle loves to hide behind). They basically have free range of the main floor.

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One day, they were playing around the living room, they landed on their cage like this ^. I know it’s hard to tell from my super quick doodle, but it looked so much like a little conversation between Pickle (Left), Storm-born (Middle) and Cloud (Right). I have no clue why, but I was left with an idea of them humanized, in full Victorian regalia.

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Off to Africa

So a friend of mine from work was planning a massive trip to Africa, one that will span quite a few months.

We had a small work party to send her off, including gluten-free cake (made by another awesome co-worker), plenty of warnings and a little journal for when she’s travelling. We all signed pages in the little journal, but since I was not baking, I wanted to give her something more. I mean after nearly 4 years of working with her, I’d like to send her off with more than a smile and wave good-bye.

So, since I suck at this words and feels cohesion bit, I figured I’d give my dear little wordsmith, Pickle, a chance to say something. Since this is the first time I’ve mentioned Pickle on here, here’s some context: Pickle is one of the 4 budgie baby pals belonging to my father, but due to my work schedule I spend the most time with them. The four are named, Pickle, Salsa, Cloud and little baby Storm-born. Pickle is the noisiest of the bunch, he’s chocked-full of stories and discussions to be had with the walls, tree branches and paper clips. He’s ALWAYS talking, even when his head is buried under his wings with eyes shut, he’s still talking. It’s quite amazing really.

So I made a card for my friend with little Adventure Pickle on it.

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As you can see, he’s all decked out with his special adventure hat, little backpack (with Canadian maple leaf, seeing as he was born in Scarborough), a giant map, and his water bottle. Which, being Pickle, he has spilt. He’s quite the chubby little bird, also very adventurous in person, he’s made great trips up to my room to sit cuddled up in my blankets on a few occasions, he’s also flown into mirrors and bookshelves.

Anyways, enough of my pointless Pickle-talk. Upon receiving said card, my friend was very happy (or so I’m going to believe). It was nice feeling like I did a little more than just a simple signing of a group journal/card.

Done using Crayola pencil crayons, on printed cardstock.