Sunday was Mother's Day, and she got these lemon cupcakes with frosting and GIANT flowery sprinkles. They were good, and, shockingly, low(ish) fat. (Don't ask, I used dark, dark magic.)

Seriously though, my mother deserves a lot more than cupcakes, and hopefully I'll be able to repay her some day for all she's done for me. Right about now, she'd make a joke about "pound of flesh!" (a misquoted reference to some movie we saw a million years ago about a woman who's mom gets sick and she uses her blood to make her better). In all honesty, I was a terribly misbehaved teen. I know I stressed her out, perhaps more than the average teen girl stresses her mother out. I've grown up (mostly), and now I'M the one that worries when I don't get the "check in phonecall", and it makes me laugh to know she's getting her revenge. Anyway, happy Mother's Day, mom. Love ya.
And here's the painting I threw into the pot for the 3rd Annual City Kitties Art Auction (information here). I decided to revisit a drawing I did some time last year, because I'd never painted it before. It turned into this (captioned in script on the painting):
"Fig. 4: Professor Thaddeus T. Moswer's Raygun. Turns subject into tasty cat vittles. Highly Unstable Device."

If you look closely, you'll see what might be the visage of Prof. Mowser himself. Or maybe not. Could that be his Muse? The lovely, chubby, fuzzy lady that inspired him to stand up for cats everywhere, once upon a time? We may never know.

There's still time to contribute to the cause. Donations for the Auction are due May 23rd!
That's all for now. Back to the drawing board, literally.





