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Chappies Emperor Penguins

9/6/2013

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Common name: Chappies Emperor Penguin
Latin Name: Aptenodytes forsteri Chappesius

Did You Know? Emperor penguins vary between having darker feathers during winter (as in this drawing) and lighter, brown feathers in the warmer months. Their feathers actually play a vital part in making them energy efficient both underwater and on land. While underwater, their feathers flatten, making them more streamlined as well as waterproof and thus, less susceptible to heat loss as well. While on land, their feathers remain erect, trapping a layer of air and providing extra insulation against temperatures as low as −40 °C.
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Weightless not flightless

8/18/2013

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Ink drawing on paper.
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Doodlebug - Skull and Cross-Cones

5/6/2013

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I recently attended an art event called Doodle Bug. It's a monthly event where you can go to doodle to your heart's content in a lovely space with like-spirited people. 

It's also where a sketch battle takes place. Entrants have to submit an artwork on their Facebook wall prior to the event and get their friends to like their post. The posts with the most likes qualify to 'battle'. There are a few knockout rounds which involve doodling against the clock. 

The pressure is intense! Have you ever tried to produce an artwork in just a few minutes time? And then to a theme you haven't been able to plan anything for? Judges select the best doodle in each round and the final round allows two doodlers barely 60 seconds to draw a response to the theme. 

There are some genuinely creative and well-thought out prizes for winners including the opportunity to design the forthcoming event's poster. See mine below ;)

I'm so happy to have been welcomed into this art sanctuary/community! Thanks Doodle Bug, you are epic! :)

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Chappies Toucan do anything

4/23/2013

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Common Name: Chappies Toucan
Latin name: Ramphastos Toco Chappiesius

Did you know? Even though toucans don't have opposable thumbs, their large and colourful bills are unbelievably useful. Despite the fact that their large bills make up 30% - 50% of their size, toucans are surprisingly dextrous with them, being able to do everything from intimidating predators to attracting a healthy mate and carefully peeling a piece of fruit.
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Chappies Bird of Paradise

4/17/2013

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Common Name: Chappies Red Bird of Paradise
Latin name: Paradisaea Rubra Chappiesius

Did you know? As is generally the case for birds, males have the most handsome attire. It can take up to 6 years before the exotic Red Bird of Paradise has fully developed its intricate and mesmerising plumage.
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A Clownfish in Chappies Clothing

3/6/2013

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Common Name: Chappies Clownfish
Latin name: Amphiprion Ocellaris Chappiesius 

Did you know? Clown fish all start off as males, as they mature, they become female. However, there can only be one female per shoal shoal at any one time. So if she dies, the most dominant male will mature to replace her.
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Mimicking the Monarch Butterfly

2/11/2013

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Common Name: Chappies Monarch Butterfly
Latin Name: Danaus Plexippus Chappiesius

Did You Know: Although they frequent flowers for nectar, male Monarch butterflies have been known to take in moisture and minerals from damp soil and wet gravel. This behaviour is called 'mud-puddling'.
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Stop all the clocks

10/18/2012

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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W. H. Auden

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Source: http://thisdistractedglobe.com/2006/12/19/modern-times-1936/

I recently came into contact with this poem again. We read it in school once. Unfortunately it's only as clear as day after you have actually experienced loss. In my case, our wise old collie dog. I must say it really does that experience poignant justice.  The following little piece surfaced immediately after reading it.

Aren't we lucky we have words
And when there are no words
At least we have our minds

Stacey Rumble

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Sketching the Lioness

12/15/2010

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This was a spur-of-the-moment sketch based on a picture I found in Getaway magazine or something similar.
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Jack and Jill

10/28/2010

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This was something fun I prepared for my class in response to a photo of two mannequins advertising a wine farm. I won a decent bottle of wine for it actually.

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pale of wine
When they got there
The cupboard was bare
And so the lovers had none
Jack fell down and sat and frowned
And depression came tumbling after

Their plans to dine
Were all but fine
 -- What an utter disaster!
And so they went down to the end of the town
As they had decided to barter
With a ball of twine and a no entry sign
the truckers just rolled with laughter

With a cop and a feel
They made a good deal
Of three blind – sheep
-- What the beep?
Or so this is what they had thought
Despite being fooled by a miser,
And all none the wiser
After thinking of what they had bought

They met an old man
With a bright gold sedan
Stark naked and needing some cotton
They stopped to offer
And shook out their coffers
Instead he was hungry for mutton

So, with three bags full
Of - - wiry sheep wool
They swam down the creek, deciding to seek
An elixir from highest heaven
(Luckily for them)
Miriam,
Sold wine in cases of seven.

Jack and Jill went back up the hill
With their large collection
Jack took a pill
Which did anything but chill
His large and growing affection
Too bad he had no aim or direction.

When things had died down
And there were anything but frowns
Both of them’ racked with hunger
They ran on out
Looking for trout
And met a chap called Blade Nzimande

Alongside the ANC,
They drank wine at Chamonix
Singing gaily to Mom,
Mshiniwam, Mshiniwam
Forgetting about their alimony

With a stop at Tokara
And Idols judge Mara
They ran all the lights
And missed their flights
All the way down to Asara

On a day so sunny
With a camembert so runny
Good things do not always last
The situation deteriorated - so - fast                
They were ambushed by attackers
Cue: the hijackers!
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Jack, panicked and screamed
But when considering Jack’s retraction
A far from late reaction
Jill, grabbed a bottle which gleamed
And in their assailants’ defence, with no warning or pretence

She cracked its case, ‘nd sprayed them with mace
The baddies bent double
Their eyes in serious trouble
With Jack and Jill fleeing in the jackers’ High-Ace

Joined by Emmerentia on this adventure
They tried for bubbly, but woe, dementia
The wind was too windy and the road too bendy
And Pinocchio called in absentia

Not feeling the vibe
They rejoined their ANC tribe
-- having a lekker party
Dancing and prancing while waving sosaties And fading the colours of Smarties
But the wine was crucial
Making Julius entertaining as usual
Where else, but at Muratie

Who needs a lover? Why even bother?
When you’ve got one another and wine
With swollen encumbered
And loving remembered
Memories begin to entwine.

And so Jack and Jill
At the top of their hill
Posed in the bright shining light
They toasted each other
And Jack’s mother
And Jill played footsie -- drinking dry white.

And so ends this long, quick limerick
I thought I would kick
Jack - and - Jill -- back up Durbanville Hill.
And after advertising this brand here
To drink their pale in grandeur
But -- decided it wasn’t strategic.
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