I’m back behind the drawing pencil again. It had been way too long.
I had always wanted to do a portrait of Michelle Pfeiffer as Catwoman. Batman Returns has always been my favorite of all Batman movies (still is). I just felt that Tim Burton brought the Gotham I always invisioned to life if that film. I still even use my Catwoman cup from McDonald’s that I have had since I was a kid. It has been my cup I use when I paint for rinsing my brushes. I just can’t seem to part with it no matter how much paint gets in it ha ha. Am I a huge Batman fanatic … no but I have a lot of love for this film and Michelle’s portrayal of the character. I find her to be the most convincing and sexiest version of Catwoman. Everyone that has tried to play her since just hasn’t fit the bill to me. She was so convincing and fit the role so well that no one seems to compare.
That is until the TV show Gotham. Camren Bicondova as a young Selina is like watching a younger version of Michelle on my TV screen each week. So impressed on the casting of this beautiful and talented young actress. They really couldn not have found any one better for this role. When I see her on Gotham I picture her older self as Michelle’s version of the character in Batman Returns. Which is what inspired this new piece,
I call this one 9 Lives…..
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Yesterday afternoon I had to make one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make. I had to put my sweet baby girl to sleep. I know she is no longer suffering but it pains me every waking moment since it happened. I keep thinking back to when she was a kitten. She was the runt of the litter and she was scared of the world. She would be hiding when all the other kittens were trying to explore. We had already decided to take Ichabod and when I saw her I knew I had to take her too. I picked her up and she was shaking. She clinged to my shoulder with her claws holding on tight. It didn’t phase me. I just held her and told her “you don’t have to be scared anymore little one…. I am going to take you home and take care of you”
Sabbath napping peacefully on top of the couch by Mommy
That is the same moment I thought about when I was nursing her these past few months. The around the clock syringe and tube feedings, measuring and administering her meds, cleaning up vomit, convincing her to eat, staying home with her to make sure she was not alone…. it all brought me back to that moment when I promised her I would be there for her. That I would take care of her.
Telling her goodbye I felt a harsh bit of guilt as if I let her down. Was there something else I could have done. Did I not do enough? Did she know how hard I tried and fought for her?
I just picture her sweet face looking up and meowing at me. Running to me when I would call her name. Turning her head towards me so I would kiss the top of it. Sitting in “her spot” on the couch next to me. Swatting bottle caps, Mickey’s caps and the tops of plastic spray bottles across the house. Catching flies in mid air (the never stood a chance in our house). Trying to spill my cup of water over when I would paint. Splashing her water bowl all over the kitchen for fun. Letting me use her as a pillow and purring the whole time while I did. Doing sneak attacks on Ichabod.
Everything reminds me of her. As hard as it is right now I will cherish those moments I had with her. She loved me on days I didn’t even love myself.
R.I.P. Sabbath “Sabby” Garcia. I miss you my sweet baby girl. May you no longer suffer as you cross the rainbow bridge. Mommy loves you. You will forever hold a special place in my heart. I will always be grateful to you and your unconditional love.
Meet Vlad! The new addition to the Garcia family!
He is a red crested gecko! It’s hard to see it in the photos but he actually has red cheeks and a reddish orange tint to his body. Seeing he is “red” we found Vlad quite the appropriate name for him. My husband actually thought of it and as soon as he said it I was like “YES!”(this is why I married him, we think too much alike ha ha)! Of course Frank is already talking about putting skeletons on impaling sticks in the tank ha ha. Had it been female I am sure we would have went with Bathory or Lilith ha ha. The best part about owning this little guy is that once he is use to his new home we can actually take him out and hold him. He is actually very soft!
We adopted him from Pangea at the Reptile convention/conference that was taking place over the weekend. I fell right at home there. Almost as much as I normally do at a horror movie convention. So many tattoos, brightly colored hair, bikers, snakes, spiders and lizards! So fun! Even Kerry King of Slayer was there selling snakes ha! We missed the opportunity to get a photo with him because when we saw him Frank was like “Is that Kerry King?” and we felt funny going up and asking since he was just at a vendor booth. Then later when we got home we went online and found out that it was him and that he breeds snakes. How metal is that! So hopefully he will come back again next year.
We originally went there to purchase Axolotls but when we saw this little guy we had to have him. I was sold by the fact that he would be easier to take care of then the Axolotls and Frank was sold on the concept that he would actually be able to take him out and hold him.
He seems to like his little skull caves. He likes to climb on them and curl up inside them. He even sleeps inside them. He is just so amazing to watch.
I am glad we got him this weekend of all weekends as well. Now every year when I am down about my Mom I can look at this face and try my hardest not to smile back at it. Although I wonder if my Mom would be freaked out by him ha ha. She never liked my obsession with cats because she said they were sneaky ha ha. So I could only imagine what she would think of this little guy. Either way I am sure she would be happy that we found a new friend to help cheer me up.
Speaking of cats, Ichabod and Sabbath haven’t really noticed Vlad yet. Still waiting until they see him move. Good thing his tank is up and out of their reach 🙂
I am anxious to show this little guy to my Dad. He has always been a fan of small pets! I am sure he will fall in love with Vlad as well. How could you not? Look at this face….