They’re Here! Swatches!

Okay, I swear that this is the last time I’ll talk about my cats in hats. But do they not look beautiful printed out on fabric? I definitely need to order a bigger cut so I can see all 20 of them!

From left to right: cotton poplin, cotton voile, organic cotton sateen, Kona cotton, and linen-cotton canvas. The only one that doesn’t look as good as it could is the canvas, but I think that’s because detailed images don’t show up very well on such a rough weave.

Here’s a side-by-side comparison of the fabric and my original ink drawings. Pretty spot-on if you ask me!

Anyway, I should be posting a more substantial update fairly soon, as I’m about to start another piece. A few weeks ago I mentioned that my new actor-crush is John Hodiak (sorry Orson); as it turns out, fate has conspired to have me paint a piece based on one of Mr. Hodiak’s films. I literally squealed, “John Hodiak is in this?? Yes!” as soon as his name came up in the opening credits.

Let me tell you, I was very excited to collect reference material.

Cats In Hats

20 of them.

I had done a sketch for fun of cats in hats, but quickly realized that not only did I want to do them justice, but I also most certainly had the time to do so.

I spent the past week house-sitting, and took the opportunity to glue myself to Turner Classic Movies. I watched: The Harvey Girls, Ace In The Hole, The Andromeda Strain, Them!, East Of Eden, A Star Is Born, Arabian Nights, Topkapi, The Shanghai Gesture, Love Is A Many Splendored Thing, Flying Tigers, 55 Days At Peking, The Hawaiians, and The Right Stuff. I also fell asleep during The Man Who Would Be King and woke up halfway through Lawrence Of Arabia. So that’s…. 14 movies in 8 days, not counting the ones I slept through? Not bad! I still don’t quite get the appeal of Judy Garland (or James Dean, to be honest), but I am now most certainly a Charlton Heston fan.

Of course, I didn’t watch all these movies (or paint all these cats) alone. I had some assistance.

Rama
Finn

I sound like a crazy cat lady, don’t I?