Bijou in USA watching Elmo's technique on tree climbing in Wales.
Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
21st Century Tiger Auction no 2.
The auction of Her work has gone live on eBay. The painting is of big ginger cats, tigers and all the money raised from the sale will go to 21st Century Tiger, so we ask, please blog, tweet, facebook about the auction. We want as many people as possible to join the 21st Century Tiger Facebook Page, to follow heir work, donate money if possible.
The reserve price is £500, and the painting is the original from Lord of the Forest, written by Caroline Pitcher and illustrated by me, published by Frances Lincoln. The page that reads:
"Tiger played and fought with his brothers. He swam in the cool water.
He told his mother, "I can hear the creep of crabs in the pool and the flip of the fish as they leap in the cool, the croak and the splash of jumping frogs and the slither of watersnake down from the logs."
His mother said, " When you don't hear them, when silence burns and time stands still, then, my son, be ready. The Lord of the Forest is here!"
Friday, March 18, 2011
Cat Power
She has signed and wrapped a hardback first edition of Lord of the Forest to go with the painting auction at 21st Century Tiger, so please sign up to the Facebook page to keep an eye on the work of the organisation, the tigers and the auction. Cat power!
Meanwhile She and I have been testing the youtube channel!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
What She is doing, by Her.
Last year I went to London Zoo and fed tigers. To be in the presence of tigers is to be granted an incredible gift. I have a friend who travels a great deal, Wendy Cooling. I still remember listening to her as she spoke of a safari into the forests in India on elephant back. She was lucky enough to have been given the gift of watching a tiger in the wild. She told me that she cried, the creature was so beautiful. So very very beautiful. Even as she was telling me her eyes filled.
I wanted to do something for these animals that have walked through my dreams and when I was at the zoo I was told about 21st Century Tiger. All I could do was to give them a painting which they could use as they wished, to raise money and to raise awareness for their work. Below is the press release. The auction goes live next week.
Sign up to their facebook page to keep an eye on the auction and please spread the word. The painting comes with a hardback copy of the book signed by Caroline Pitcher and myself. This is a first edition hardback, rare in itself as the book is only in print in paperback now.
I think the reserve price is £500, and given that many of my illustrations are now £4000 this could be a chance to pick up a bargain.
I think the reserve price is £500, and given that many of my illustrations are now £4000 this could be a chance to pick up a bargain.
Famous watercolour auctioned for tiger conservation
Acclaimed artist Jackie Morris is donating a watercolour to be auctioned on eBay in aid of 21st Century Tiger.
The original watercolour from the book Lord of the Forest written by Caroline Pitcher will be auctioned on eBay from 21 March 2011.
One hundred years ago there were 100,000 wild tigers. Now there are less than 3200 tigers left in the wild.
In the last century Asia’s wild tiger range has shrunk to a mere 7 per cent of its original habitat, shockingly 40 per cent of that decline has happened in the past ten years.
Jackie Morris “Even though in my lifetime I may never ever see a tiger in the wild my world is a richer place for knowing that these wonderful creatures are there. 21st Century Tiger is a rare organisation working to protect the habitat of the tigers in harmony with the people who live alongside them, and also rare in that 100% of all money given to them goes towards their projects rather than being eaten up by admin costs. It is my hope that when I have grandchildren tigers will still walk through their dreams and through the forests of the world as living creatures and not something from history, creatures of myth”.
21st Century Tiger is a unique fundraising partnership between the Zoological Society of London (ZSL) and Global Tiger Patrol that gives 100 per cent of all they raise to carefully chosen conservation projects throughout Asia.
21st Century Tiger currently funds the work of both international and local conservation organisations with a range of projects from education in China, ranger training in Thailand and anti-poaching, to monitoring of the tiger populations in Sumatra and Russia.
These important projects address the pressures the tiger faces in today’s world of trade, exploding human population and vanishing forests.
The auction will be held on eBay over ten days, ending on 30th March 2011. More information can be found at www.21stCenturyTiger.org.
ps. thanks cats, for letting me post this. How I love my small tigers.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Films and bags and libraries
Max has decided that he needs to lend his support to the campaign to save libraries, because the bags are very comfortable to sleep in.
Meanwhile, She keeps distracting Herself from getting on with I am Cat. Now She has a Youtube channel. But She does promise some time to put on films of us cats, sleeping, walking, sleeping, thinking, sleeping.........
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
A short but growing list.
Things Maurice taught us.
The elegance of the feline creature.
That it is possible to love unconditionally.
Always always always be sick in the cat basket on the way to the vet. If you can poo as well, all the better.
Between the eyes and a book is the best place to get attention.
Training humans to catch mice usually results in great excitement and shouting.
How to look upon furless humans with utter disdain.
Always make sure they know you are there before you jump into their arms.
Never eat the green wobbly bit.
Nothing on earth is as beautiful as a cat.
That the kitchen table is not the best place to do a wee.
The elegance of the feline creature.
That it is possible to love unconditionally.
Always always always be sick in the cat basket on the way to the vet. If you can poo as well, all the better.
Between the eyes and a book is the best place to get attention.
Training humans to catch mice usually results in great excitement and shouting.
How to look upon furless humans with utter disdain.
Always make sure they know you are there before you jump into their arms.
Never eat the green wobbly bit.
Nothing on earth is as beautiful as a cat.
That the kitchen table is not the best place to do a wee.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Understanding words, understanding cats, understanding hearts.
Maurice was bright flame cat, wicked eyed cat, warm cat, intimate cat, companion.
His face asked questions, always.
He walked, watching, ears alert, guardian cat, wild on the hills.
Fire cat, he was beautiful, in golden grass, in heather, honeysuckle, bluebells, clover, on clifftops, hilltops, meadows, hedge and wall.
He was hunter, brother, beloved.
Most of all beloved.
His face asked questions, always.
He walked, watching, ears alert, guardian cat, wild on the hills.
Fire cat, he was beautiful, in golden grass, in heather, honeysuckle, bluebells, clover, on clifftops, hilltops, meadows, hedge and wall.
He was hunter, brother, beloved.
Most of all beloved.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Maurice
Outside the sun is shining. The snowdrops are fading and primroses hold a promise of summer sun in their pale yellow flowers. The days get longer. The birdsong is louder and all around the rooks and the jackdaws begin to gather sticks and moss to make unruly nests.
There are lambs in the field by the house, bright and full of their own springs and playful running.
But my heart is raw and open for today the best of all cats had died. Words fail me.
Yesterday he jumped up into my arms where I held him warm and close.
Today I have buried him in the soft, dark earth.
There was something so very special about Maurice and only those who have had the great privilege to be so close with an animal will know that. Never broken, beyond the frail thing called love, perhaps just a mutual respect.
His death leaves me breathless.