I am a cat person. More cat than person it feels like some days. I understand them and their ways because their ways are my ways.
For example. I’m watchful and curious. I like being at a height; having a good vantage point is always preferable, advantageous and smart. I always when possible go for the best seat in the house. Corners and windows are optimal. I do not like getting wet unless bathing or swimming. Naps are mandatory. Naps in the sun, heavenly.
And on it goes.
Sadly I am allergic still. 99% allergic to cats said the doctor if that makes any sense. The 1% disagrees.
Playing with my toys. Having fun with my treasured items of diversion. It is still there the need to pull them out lay them on the ground and examine and appreciate them for all the possibilities they hold.
I like sitting on the floor like a child. I prefer the floor to chairs and couches most times. Something about being closer to the earth, to the source. It is the same instinct that has me inclined to be barefoot most of the time. A more natural state. I like the the oriental style of dining on cushions with low tables.
I enjoy making a mess and assembling curious objects together for fun and inspiration. My lounge is my play room. It has got order. The toys are mostly hidden but I know they’re there and within an arms dump of being spread out across the rug.
These sketches were inspired by my Woody Allen Box set. A well loved toy that I turn to time and again.