Showing posts with label intrusive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label intrusive. Show all posts

Thursday, May 12, 2016

5/11/2016: Nothing is off limits

A few months ago I purchased a gorgeous ornament in an antique store.  It's a cloisonné with purple and pink flowers on it.  I hung it from an iris hook in our hallway:





Here are a few close-ups of the ornament:




Isn't it pretty?  I got it for a good price, too!

I thought it would be too high up for Clinchfield to mess with, but oh, how I was mistaken.  Steve shot this video while I was sequestered in my studio.  If you turn up the volume and listen real close you can hear me yelling at Clinch.  He only stopped and fled the scene when I started sliding the door open:


This was the second time Clinch has done this.  The first time he jumped down before Steve could get his phone out.

Is nothing off limits or sacred in this house?  I'm guessing no.

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

1/19/2016: Unhelpful cat ends up helping after all

Every cat since the dawn of time has intruded on humans' workspaces.  Yesterday I posted such a picture on Facebook of Clinchfield eschewing the empty space on my desk in favor of my bead mat.  Faithful Reader Wille Thompson commented that his household calls it "felix interruptus," and now our household will, too.  Today, I needed to take some pictures of a necklace I made yesterday, and I was having problems getting everything in focus.  Clinch came up to see what I was doing:

"What's that?  Looks tasty!"

I uploaded the pictures to the computer, and in a twist of irony, the best picture of the necklace was one of the ones Clinch was in:

"I'll just lay right here."

I cropped the kitten out, did a little color balancing, and this is what I got:

I may have to let him help me more often!  Uh, based on the clanking sound I just heard from the kitchen, maybe not.

(The beads for this necklace will be part of a demo I'm doing this Saturday, 1/23, from 1:00-4:00 at Knot Just Beads.  If you're in the Milwaukee area that day, come on by!  Tell me Clinchfield sent you.)

In case you're not friends of mine on Facebook, here's the picture I posted yesterday:


I have to keep my bead mat folded over so he can't get the needles, thread, or beads.