Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Heaven is Right Here!
"Heaven is right here!" Is the cowboy thinking that about his horse? Or is the horse thinking that about his cowboy? Or is Pamela thinking that about this guy she dreamed up?
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Come Ye Children
This face mesmerizes me. What is she staring at? What is she thinking?
Note: This was drawn on May 6, 2007 on the back of the Franklin Tennessee Stake Conference program.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Spring
Pamela started this drawing from the bottom, with the flowers. It started out looking like Spring and evolved into something much more. This would make such a fun mural in a child's room!
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Luscious-Lipped Girl
Monday, March 12, 2012
Giraffe Pockets
Pamela says:
The giraffe dress was one I had in Kindergarten, loved it so much I was still wearing it long after it was too short. The jumper was ocher corduroy, the giraffes red felt, and the buttons and eyes were bullet-shaped brass shank buttons.
I would love to see someone make their little girl a dress or a jumper with giraffe pockets. Anyone? Anyone?
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Here Kitty Kitty
Pamela drew this cat a couple of weeks ago on the back of a church program. I'm a dog person, but could definitely convert to cats if I could find one that looked like this.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Reptile
Pamela loves this guy. She drew him on the back of an envelope a couple of weeks ago. And look, it's signed!
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Zoe
It seems that not only is Pamela an artist, she's also a poet.
ZOE
By Pamela Scott
The Mistress of Destruction
is a flouncy, bouncy rabbit,
who causes much obstruction
with her annoying habit
of de-yarning all the carpet
with her nipping pulls and tugs,
and dropping bunnyberries
all across the hallway rugs.
Her mode of deconstruction
may involve the written word.
Any pamphlet or instruction,
any paper that's procured,
any book or reproduction
is completely massacred.
Never mind my consternation;
never mind the wrath incurred.
She's devoured all the doorframes
and the trim around the floor;
has dined upon the houseplants,
leaving stubs and nothing more.
She has tunneled through the sofa
in her desire to explore
all the furniture inside here
'til she hits the inner core.
If you ask who's head of household
don't be shocked about my answer;
No one ever need be retold
who has got the upper paw here.
Once you cross the crusty threshold
and you enter her domain;
you will see I have no foothold
prob'ly never will again.
But she keeps the tables dusted,
and the birdseed mess in check,
and my moods can be adjusted
when she licks my face and neck.
I may sometimes be disgusted
that my home is such a wreck,
but her love is always trusted,
given bushel and by peck.
So the carpet is encrusted
save a rare unblemished speck,
and my rent may be adjusted
when they see it's such a wreck.
If a hot wind ever gusted
from the ceiling to the deck
then the place would be combusted.
So I say, "then what the heck!"
ZOE
By Pamela Scott
The Mistress of Destruction
is a flouncy, bouncy rabbit,
who causes much obstruction
with her annoying habit
of de-yarning all the carpet
with her nipping pulls and tugs,
and dropping bunnyberries
all across the hallway rugs.
Her mode of deconstruction
may involve the written word.
Any pamphlet or instruction,
any paper that's procured,
any book or reproduction
is completely massacred.
Never mind my consternation;
never mind the wrath incurred.
She's devoured all the doorframes
and the trim around the floor;
has dined upon the houseplants,
leaving stubs and nothing more.
She has tunneled through the sofa
in her desire to explore
all the furniture inside here
'til she hits the inner core.
If you ask who's head of household
don't be shocked about my answer;
No one ever need be retold
who has got the upper paw here.
Once you cross the crusty threshold
and you enter her domain;
you will see I have no foothold
prob'ly never will again.
But she keeps the tables dusted,
and the birdseed mess in check,
and my moods can be adjusted
when she licks my face and neck.
I may sometimes be disgusted
that my home is such a wreck,
but her love is always trusted,
given bushel and by peck.
So the carpet is encrusted
save a rare unblemished speck,
and my rent may be adjusted
when they see it's such a wreck.
If a hot wind ever gusted
from the ceiling to the deck
then the place would be combusted.
So I say, "then what the heck!"
Friday, January 20, 2012
Rabbits
When I asked Pamela if she called these bunnies, rabbits, or hares, this is what she told me:
They are rabbits. I roomed with a house-rabbit when I lived in Monterey. She was quite the personality, and WAY smarter than people think likely. People think prey animals are stupid, but these critters avoid extinction not just because they are fast and they reproduce like crazy. They avoid extinction 'cause they can outsmart just about anything. I could tell you stories!
By the way, do you know what the difference is between rabbits and hares? Rabbits are born pink and naked and embryonic-looking, like rats and mice and hamsters and squirrels. Hares are born finished, coated with fur, complete with open eyes and sprouted teeth, like guinea pigs. So, of course hares have a much longer gestation period. Neither are rodents though; they're lagomorphs, a much smaller order that differs from rodents in that they have fully-furred feet and a double row of incisors.
I'm not so sophisticated - stuff like this comes to mind when I think of rabbits.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Darryl
Meet Darryl. It seems like he should be scary, but he's not. Maybe it's his child-like expression or his chubby toes or his nakedness that makes one feel compassion rather than fear.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Green-eyed Girl
I bet you'll lose if you have a staring contest with this green-eyed girl! Aren't her eyes hypnotic?
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
Critter
About this and other make-believe critters that Pamela invents, she says:
This is a little game I play with pencil or pen and paper. I conjure up an imaginary creature, not a monster but a believable-looking creature, and as I'm creating it I consider it's habits and habitat. Is it nocturnal, then give it big eyes... or... I think I'll make this one nocturnal, so it gets big eyes. Aquatic, semi-aquatic, arboreal or terrestrial? Does it dig, tunnel or leap in great bounds? Carnivore, herbivore, omnivore? If it's a carnivore, how does it hunt? Does it need camouflage? Why or why not?
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Menagerie
Pamela drew this on the back of a church program dated March 11, 2007. The speakers that day were Leah Copeland, Elder Beckstrom, and Wade Miller. Pamela promises that she listens better when she doodles ;o) It's amazing how each animal emanates a unique personality.
Friday, January 6, 2012
Otters
Once upon a time Pamela made these cute little guys into stamps. She
hand cut the stamps (with her favorite German-made cuticle scissors) out of
half-inch thick black foam rubber that was designed to line tool boxes.
Sadly, she can no longer find that foam rubber. Anyway, when she lived
in Monterrey, CA, she and a business partner painted and decorated flower pots and
jewelry boxes with these cute little guys and sold them in a gift shop
on Cannery Row.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
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