Hand art

Oh my god.



Words cannot describe the awesomeness of this guy.


http://yoke.cc/handart.htm
http://www.guidodaniele.com/bodypaint01.htm


I am in love *___*

Pencilly goodness

Some stuff that's been hanging round my room for a few months now:

B'day present for Jie


My kitty Milly, just 'cause. <3

So far, the count goes:

• xmas gatherings: 2
• resolutions made: 3
• presents consumed: 2
• inedible presents consumed: 0.5
  
• pets terrorised: 2
• camille songs on repeat: 15
• motivation to do anything useful: 0.00001
  

woooooo

A very merry Christmas to you and yours from the folks at Gastronomy! ♥

IT'S SANTA!!

The local CFA was whoop-whooping [come on, that sound the sirens make, alright?] around my neighbourhood this afternoon, hauling Santa's fat arse by the big, red truck so that he could hand out Jelly Babies to the poor, deprived children of my suburb.

I sound so bitter because my mother was dead set against me going out to Get Some.

I'm not too old for handouts from the Man in Red! D:

Even my neighbour's dog went and Got Some. ;_;

Christmas cards mark II

Looks like people have received cards earlier than I thought, so as promised:

Not included: mum, dad, sis, and about three others.

If you didn't receive one, rest assured it's not because I don't love you! I give art freely anyways - all you have to do is ask :)

A very merry Christmas to you, Grenadier, and to everyone ♥

Look what I received in the mail today!

Fail at blurring. If you guess hard enough, you'd probably hit the nail on the head. :P

I am thoroughly impressed, Lunatoic. This is amazing and a Merry Christmas to you, too. ;D

Handmade cards from yours truly! ... the other yours truly

It's not quite Christmas yet, and my dear Grenadier hasn't received hers yet, so here's a little teaser for the 15-odd Christmas cards I've been working on for the past two weeks. Full set to be posted in a few days.

Mrs. Rookley's Christmas Pudding

Our friend from Queensland mailed over a heap of goodies from her organic farm yesterday. Included in the care package were some ginger, a string of garlic to help us with our vampire problem:

See? Literally a string of garlic...haven't seen anything like this since I went to China.

and a massive Christmas cake that you can, apparently, learn to make up at her place: Conondale, QLD. Anyway, I had a go at the cake [since Dad finished off the Chocolate Cake from Sisi's bakery workplace and I'm not really one for raw garlic or ginger] and HOMG.

It was quite good.

May'nt look like much but this mofo was heavy! As it should be. ;)

I've never really been one for sweet things. Chocolate either. I get sick from all that sugary goodness. And, honestly, ever since I volunteered [I'd call it more 'compulsory benevolent work'] for the Friends of Romania [sic - sorry, my traumatised mind has obliterated it from memory] Cake Bake at Trinity College and had to crack/whip innumerable eggs, mix tonnes of butter and sugar, wash countless loads of disgusting, greasy, used cake tins in soapy, hot water with all the dredges and crumbs of past cakes languishing at the bottom, wheel cake-laden trays in and out each morning, wrap all those heavy, brown bastards all afternoon...

I haven't eaten Christmas cake since.

This, however, was freaking amazing stuff for the stomach. Sultanas, figs, eggs, loads of sugar and butter...so rich, so tasty and so addictive. This is what Christmas cake should be. Heavy and wonderful, not that cheap, light crap left over from the previous year that they sell in supermarkets.

That's half of it gone. :(

I hope that there's still some left come the Big Day.