visitors: the ghost bunnies

So, I was just sitting there. Minding my own business. Kicking back, with Pencil and Pad. Eraser was a no show, which was fine, seeing what a total bring-down he can be.

Anyhow, all of a sudden, out of the blue, THESE guys show up.

They didn’t seem to want to cause any trouble or harm, so—what the hell—I let ’em in.

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About dave bois

Freelance writer with a strong pull towards environmental matters (water issues especially) that remains fueled by my study of and early-career practice in geology and hydrology. Music, food, dogs, current/political events, and visual arts combine to command much of the portion of attention not ceded to ecological concerns. Also Monty Python. I've sold a few pieces of original art and have made cab fare home playing saxophone. Native Mainah

2 thoughts on “visitors: the ghost bunnies

  1. Dude, what is it with you and bunnies? I love it. I love them. They were one of the first eye-catchers for my green peepers when I came a-knocking here at Id Eco Super Eco.

    “Why?”, you ask. On top of the whole “we’ve moved about the US in the same friggin pattern (plus an extra destination on my end)” thing, when I did live down where you currently reside, I bought a coffee mug on Noe and didn’t realize how Much I Loved It, til I brought it home and examined it the next morning during its inaugural coffee meeting. The mug had a cerulean background, but was mostly covered by a hundred or so bunnies drawn in the same style as your long-eared friends, with one exception: all of these bunnies, all of them, were procreating in a wide variety of positions. From then on it was my “Bunny Rabbits F*^@ing mug” and no morning was complete without it. Unfortunately, the bunnies were separated mid-coitus during a move, but I’ve never forgotten them. They were a great example of not seeing the forests for the trees. I saw a bunch of cute bunnies, not what they were doing… having a great time.

    Your bunnies make me smile, too. Not cuz’ their doing what mine were, but because You are doing what you are… drawing bunnies and not letting the eraser ruin their party. You are Here, you are at PsychoNotArt, you are going to gatherings for artists and noticing the art made by a talented guitarist in a wheelchair near the BART station. You are doing more than than you are noticing. Notice yourself. You’ve got a good groove going on. Keep on grooving.

  2. welcome back, sophie, and thank you for the kind and supportive words.

    hmm. the bunnies, you say, and what of them?

    pretty powerful, totemic critters, and they just keep appearing. as symbols of fertility, i suspect that their ongoing presence is to keep prodding me to create. not a terribly original subject–i see lots of bunnies in all manner of similar comic-style art going on these days–but rather than worrying about how horribly derivative it may be, i prefer to chalk it up to my being in good company with others who struggle with similar themes.

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