an edgy mix of Paint Pixels Collage and Cartoons
by Lynne Ciacco
Well they certainly know a thing or two about earwigging!
Glad to see the return of Maxim...smiling!
Oh my, Baby Louis is clearly a bomb dropper... and how did Claudia's husband feel ??? If I didn't know better it looks like Claudia is about to strangle Baby Louis ???:-)Just dropping in from out of the blue...
Forest Dream,I had to look up the meaning of "earwigging" on the net. Here we have some particularly creepy looking bugs called earwigs, and the idea of one of them getting into one's ear has terrified me since childhood. I take it that earwigging is the equivalent of eavesdropping? As they say, "little pitchers have big ears"...but that's a maxim for another day.:-)
Blue Sky,And I'm glad to see you smiling!:-)
Owen,A mother's caress can at times seem more stifling than loving, 'tis true. As for Claudia's husband, he hears only what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Ah, I've been looking for those great truths but mostly finding oatmeal.
DCW,Well, good to see that you're feeding your oats, at least.
Yes it is eavesdropping.I used the word when my children were little,sounds less serious than eavesdropping!I've never actually related it to earwigs,although I was told about the horror of having one crawl into my ear by my Granny,who put paraffin on her window sills in summer to discourage them.It appears to have done the trick as they were never seen indoors.
Oddly enough, the first thing that popped into my head when I opened the page and saw your maxim artwork was Ganesha!
Ruby,Isn't it amazing/alarming the tales told to children to prepare them for the dangers of life, such as earwigs. I have to wonder if they do actually crawl into a peson's ear as a rule, given half a chance. They crop up in great abundance here at the end of summmer. Can't imaging paraffining the window sills! I just thwack the suckers.
Stickup,Yes! I see it. The long brown hair could easily look like an elephant trunk, and the arms & feet sticking out look like Ganesh's multiple arms. A great example of how an artist sees what's not really there. Not to say that we hallucinate, but you know what I mean: being able to look at the world in a different way than what may normally be perceived. Right now, though, I'm looking at the world through a "floater" in my left eye, which is like peering through an ink blot test. Really annoying. Apparently, this condition can last for a month or so. If you start seeing black dots before your eyes when you look at my art work, you'll understand why.
How did the little blighter know?
oh my, great the maxim is back - with such a great cuckoo story...
Words, oatmeal and truths...lol...I am having such a good time reading your blog this morning. Thanks for the giggle! Enjoyed the visit...Gaby
Baby Louis is so cute ;)
Marginalia,DNA speaks louder than words, let alone full sentences?
johanna,cuckoo in more ways than one, no?
Gaby,What's a little oatmeal between friends but a sort of bonding glue! I'm glad you had some fun here.
T.S. Otli,I bet you say that to all the babies!