Art, Cats, Poetry

A Cat, A Comics Artist & A Haiku

Cat Image
Phoebe’s Portrait

Last year,we contributed to the Kickstarter project Furr: A Comic Anthology About Cats. This project was the brainchild of Alex Park, the founder of Tabulit, an online publishing platform committed to building a creative economy for indie webcomic artists and providing a platform for comic lovers to read and subscribe to a range of comic genres.

As part of our contribution to the Kickstarter campaign, we were entitled to receive an original portrait of our cat done by one of the artists featured in the anthology, along with a printed copy of the anthology.

After looking through the artists, we decided to choose to have our cat’s picture done by Ross Brownell-Dupont. Ross is a talented illustrator and comics artist with a Bachelor of Fine Arts from Emily Carr University of Art & Design. He works in ink, watercolour and pen.

A few days ago, we received Phoebe’s portrait in the mail — we were so excited! Ross’ work delighted us — we couldn’t have been more pleased. What do you think? Isn’t she beautiful? And we think that Ross captured her character perfectly.

If you are interested, Ross is available for commission work. You can reach him at rbrownelldupont@gmail.com

If you want to read some excellent webcomics, check out Tabulit — you can even read my daughter’s work there!

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Hey! I haven’t forgotten that it is Haikuesday! I composed this little poem for my lovely Phoebe.

Cat, you calmly sit
staring with determined will
a bird trills a note

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Meditation, Poetry

Zen Cat

Cat sleepingIs there anything better at living in the moment than a cat?

As Eckhart Tolle says, “I have lived with many Zen masters, all of them cats.” I  believe it — I only have to observe my own kitty to see that this is true.

She can sit for hours on the window sill, watching the world outside — gazing in stillness as the breeze stirs the grass, or a bird hops by searching for worms. She contemplates the moment, completely absorbed in the scene unfolding before her.

Then she will get up and stretch — a full body, yoga stretch from the top of her head to the tip of her tail, she will stretch every muscle, taking her time to be in the moment.

She does not care what I think — she is content to just be. She eats when she is hungry. She does not judge. She does not worry and she sleeps wherever she finds a cozy, warm spot. She exudes peace and contentment.

I think I can learn a lot from my cat.

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A Sphinx

Close-mouthed  you sat five thousand years and never let out a whisper.
Processions came by, marchers, asking questions you answered with grey eyes never blinking, shut lips never talking.
Not one croak of anything you know has come from your cat crouch of ages.
I am one of those who know all you know and I keep my questions: I know the answers you hold.

~ Carl Sandburg