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I’ve been a little quiet on the posting front for a while, the reason for this is the flurry of activity that has surrounded the set up of a group exhibition I am in here in Melbourne.

“Maybe we have met before?” is a collection of recent illustrations and collaborations by recent illustrators and collaborators.; some of them had only met online, some have yet to meet at all. In most cases their art preceded themselves, like an avatar, floating in a virtual world.
We had met the art but who was the creator?
Come meet them….

I have some new works and some collaborative pieces, if you are in town head on down to Kick Gallery, 239 High St, Northcote
this coming Saturday the 10th of May, from 6 -9pm.

A collection of six collaborative works will also be shown featuring a string of characters that slowly multiplied as they were posted half way around the world and back to land at Kick. Four of the artists, including myself have done a mural in the back room of islands we inhabit in our minds…

Brooke Bobridge
Catherine Campbell
Coralie Kane
EvelineTarunadjaja
Sean Morris

A week of sleepless nights makes for a sleepy innocentgirl so I’ll shut up now and just let the pictures do the talking.
Here is a sneak peak…..

The brilliant work of Kondoh Akino “Densha kamo shirenai”

I have watched this video … ooh about…. thirty times. I just can’t get enough of it, so much so that I just blogged about it here. I was invited to be a contributor to Startdrawing.org some weeks back and have finally got around to making a contribution. I have been a Startdrawing fan from way back and am so happy to be able to share my ‘finds’ to an even larger audience now… check it;-)!

The photos above are of two cute pieces I picked up off an illustrator friend of mine living in Tokyo. His name is Josh Mckibillo and I first met him in 2006 at my first Design Festa. He stopped by my booth and praised my work and then by some bizarre twist of fate we were in adjoining booths at the next Design Festa so we got even more time to get acquainted. We then met for a chat and a bowl of noodles in Ueno later that month and chatted about all things illustration and Japan.
I jumped with joy last week when my two large boxes from Japan arrived on my doorstep and I finally could unwrap all my goodies, these pictures amongst them, and set them up in my studio. They now have pride of place on my mantelpiece and question each other from each end of it with “nani?”…”nani?” (nani, means ‘what’ in Japanese). The birds themselves aren’t actually painted but cut out from a black, flocked sticker.

I am also delighted to see the plum blossoms in my backyard blooming and have now made it a ritual to feed seed and old bread to the birds that sit in the trees in my backyard. There is ’stumpy’ the Dove, he has a kind of club foot, and his other Dove buddies and a bunch of Minors as well as Blackbirds, Sparrows, Wattlebirds and Whiteye’s.

Then there is this awesome book I found while organizing all my reference material. I can’t remember where it came from exactly, probably borrowed from my parents, but it has these awesome swap cards of Australian birds in it and appears to be a promotion for Tuckfield’s Tea company. It even has a list of parks where you are most likely to see the different birds, although there is a fair chance some of them my be endangered by now… and the parks are probably some kind of awful ‘Caroline Springs’ development … but I cynically digress. The colours of the cards are brilliant, almost polaroid like in their intensity, and the illustrations of the flora so beautiful too. Antipodean love!

Just spent the last 5 days in The Emerald City, the winter is alot more bearable there than the chilly landing encountered here in Melbourne tonight. Went for some business and also caught up with old friends.
Sydney seems so much more Australian to me (whatever the hell that means?), the flora and fauna tend to be more on the exotic side. I heard Kookaburra’s in the park across the road and saw alot more leaves on trees in winter. Saw quite a few abodes adorned with the Australian flag as well.

Heading up George Street to Chinatown one day found me neck deep in Emo’s (trust me to go out during School Holidays) was a tad scary, a sea of red and black stripes, pasty faces and eyeliner, I felt like I was on the set of a Tim Burton film.

I managed to find Kinokuniya bookstore on the weekend and was in heaven! Japanese books and mags for as far as the eye can see… kid in a candy store = me. I managed to find Dr. Slump manga in English, craft mags, and my favourite find… Umezu’s “Orochi Blood”. Apart from some wandering around The Rocks and a lazy day in the winter sun on Sunday that was about as far as I got sightseeing, the rest of the time was spent catching up with friends, one of whom runs an organic produce store/cafe, and sketching as much as my little hand could sketch.
Have uploaded more on my Flickr page too!

Thanks Jeebuz for peeps like Keri Smith.

Through some utterly random surfing I found her site and (kaching) JACKPOT!… for artists and freelancers anywhere. You don’t just have to be a visual artist to get this one, musicians, photographers … anybody really. Keri has some great advice and ideas on her site and some awesome looking books which are now on my wishlist at Amazon…. (hint hint).
Now I’m off to draw in my journal.

1 : Not so recent discovery…

You Are Bert

Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don’t love them! You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others

I actually did the ‘Sesame Street Personality” some time ago. I was a tad surprised to find out I was Bert, but then again not. Poppa is ‘Big Bird’ … not a surprise.

2 : Recent discovery.

::The Awesome artwork of Mikish::

Mikish is a most brilliant self taught artist I discovered while wandering the booths at the last Design Festa. I had the chance to meet up with her once more before I left Japan last weekend. She is around the same age and her work is at times the opposite of mine in that some of her pieces are an Eastern view of the West. She uses a Wacom tablet and Adobe Photoshop to create her prints. Her booth was very well organized (she’d done it before) and she had some real cool postcards and coin purses for sale. I hope to be doing some collaborating with little Miss. Mikish in the near future as I truly feel our work gels well together. BTW she is also a mad collector of Blythe dolls.

3 : Not so recent discovery.

This movie ‘Aachi and Ssipak’ blew me away when I first saw the trailer…. it was akin to the feeling I had when I saw Akira for the first time. I actually discovered it while working on an illustration for a film festival (yet to be released)…. don’t you hate those jobs where you are forced to watch cool animation and alternative films as research? he he he. The trailer itself is tiny and real slow to load so I can only imagine the intense experience it will be to see it on the big screen. That’s if it makes it to the antipodes?
Do yourself a favour and mark this one down as a must see….

4. Recent discovery.

Oppai Baka, direct translation “Boob Idiot” but sounds better if you say ‘Crazy for Boobs’. On recent jaunts around one of my favourite burbs of Tokes, Akihabara, I noticed some cardboard cutouts of women with very large breasts, the sign on them was inviting men to fondle their breasts (which were made of some sort of latex and covered by fabric) apparently they were advertising this game. (warning not safe for viewing at work).

On Tuesday night I went to the opening of Noodleboy’s new work, ‘Field of Play’. As part of a selection of urban art being created down at Digital Harbour at the Docklands in Melbourne. ::Field of Play:: is a game that can be played both on site and online. This is not some giant public chessboard with parts missing… this is totally cool! First of the all the iconography is not immediately recognizable and also you don’t necessarily have to know the rules to play but, most of all, you can play from anywhere in the world at all.
All you need is an internet connection, computer, mobile phone then head to this address: http://fieldofplay.net/play-here/
Choose from a selection of three characters in orange, green and blue.

Here is a blurb from the handout:
“The line between the virtual and the real is no longer clear. We now live in a mixed reality of ubiquitous media that is embedded in the world around us. This is reflected in recent developments in gaming that situate play within urban spaces using mobile phones or take a crossmedia approach that blends online, public and mobile spaces.”

So far I am around 5th on the leader board… come on, let’s play!

digitalharbour.com.au | fieldofplay.net

Illustration by Darin Bendall.

I first met Mr. Darin Bendall at a Halloween party our mutual friend Martine organized late in 2005, at least that is when I think it was. We chatted about all things creative and illustrative over beers and alongside another guest dressed as a cowboy with a horse head for a crotch.

Darin lives in Japan with his lovely wife Kat and their two guinea pigs. He is very prolific and has an individual and honest style, honest in that it draws from who he is as a person especially his sense of humour and his life experiences. Basically what I am trying to say is there is nothing obviously derivative in his work, mind boggling when you think about how much illustration he is being exposed to on a daily basis in Japan. He is ‘living the (my) dream’ as a full time artist/illustrator/all round up for any project dude in Japan and I hope the ‘awesomeness’ never stops!

I love keeping happy secrets! … but only when I know I can tell them eventually!

My little brother came over for 10 days a couple of weeks ago and I was the only one to know he was coming. We managed to scare the bejezus out of our mother outside the gallery the day he arrived. I think partly due to his highly funkified state, hat, sunglasses, nice choice of denim even his own mother didn’t recognize him until he was right in her face. Twas excellent fun!

I noticed something about my bro this time that I really liked. I noticed that he lives for fun, that he is as nerdy as I am about trivia and that he doesn’t really waste time holding grudges or complaining about peeps, but I didn’t notice these things because they were things he used to do, far from it, I think I just looked at him from some obtuse angle that allowed me to see more of who he is.

In turn I realized that this is my best explanation of ‘Reverse Culture Shock’ I have to date, you return seeing the world from angles whose vantage points you have not previously peeked from. A different reality, like seeing your hometown on TV, or hearing your voice on the radio. This can be both a blessing and a curse. (eg: Blessing: prior to living overseas I never noticed how wonderful the sky in Melbourne is and how quickly it can change in one day, now it makes my heart sing. Curse: prior to living overseas I tolerated ‘The Footy Show’ now, it makes physically ill). Anyway you get the picture.

He may be eternally crap at returning emails and he works the hours of a salaryman but he is all there when you need him and for that I am always grateful.
Ganbarre Little Big Brother!!! I miss you and your Tomochan!

I am looking for freelance illustration work, have been for 8 months.
Just one thing ….”Will work for Money!”

Felt the urge to pass on a brilliant piece of writing I found on no.spec.com it applies not only to illustrators but to any artist so read on and laugh and give little nods of understanding as I did but then promise me never to take a ‘free’ job ever again!

“To those who are looking for someone to do work for free… please wake up and join the real world
Every day, there are more and more CL posts seeking “artists” for everything from auto graphics to comic books to corporate logo designs. More people are finding themselves in need of some form of illustrative service.
But what they’re NOT doing, unfortunately, is realizing how rare someone with these particular talents can be.
To those who are “seeking artists”, let me ask you; How many people do you know, personally, with the talent and skill to perform the services you need? A dozen? Five? One? …none?
More than likely, you don’t know any. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be posting on craigslist to find them.
And this is not really a surprise.
In this country, there are almost twice as many neurosurgeons as there are professional illustrators. There are eleven times as many certified mechanics. There are SEVENTY times as many people in the IT field.
So, given that they are less rare, and therefore less in demand, would it make sense to ask your mechanic to work on your car for free? Would you look him in the eye, with a straight face, and tell him that his compensation would be the ability to have his work shown to others as you drive down the street?
Would you offer a neurosurgeon the “opportunity” to add your name to his resume as payment for removing that pesky tumor? (Maybe you could offer him “a few bucks” for “materials”. What a deal!)
Would you be able to seriously even CONSIDER offering your web hosting service the chance to have people see their work, by viewing your website, as their payment for hosting you?
If you answered “yes” to ANY of the above, you’re obviously insane. If you answered “no”, then kudos to you for living in the real world.
But then tell me… why would you think it is okay to live out the same, delusional, ridiculous fantasy when seeking someone whose abilities are even less in supply than these folks?”

…. and there is more!

So I lied about posting more regularly! I have a good excuse though…..
Thursday night was the opening of “Rat Daughter, Chocolate Geisha; contemporary expressions of Japan by two Australian artists” (the other being Benedict Ernst) it was a brilliant opening night with a nice size crowd and quite a few sales too

Jo Maindonald (one of the director’s of Kazari Collector) made a wonderful speech and I would like to send big thanks to all involved; Alex, Robert, Tarun and of course the girls in the ‘oishii’ Cafe Kazari. Thanks must also go to my printer Brian Gilkes at Pharos Editions and the guys at Omnus Framing for completing everything so well and so quickly.

Days before the opening I went through my usual harrowing feelings of self doubt and stressing over the ’small stuff’ as I am want to do but this was very much the exhibition I HAD to have (these works have been itching to get out since early last year). And again I have to thank the staff at Kazari Collector for giving me this wonderful opportunity to showcase my work. The gallery itself is a wonderful open space and the manifesto behind it coincides nicely with my own ideas on display, design and, of course, Nipponophilic tendencies. The opening night was so busy (I nursed the same glass of wine all night) due to the constant barrage of lovely peeps curious to speak to me about my work, which I find surprising easy to do I left on a high and eager to get drawing again.

If you are in Melbourne, or will be between now and March 27th head on down to 450 Malvern Rd, Prahran for a look, if not I have uploaded some photos on my Flickr page and all the works can also be found on the Kazari website and my own very, very soon (slaps self on wrist).

Thanks everyone for coming down and showing your support, it means so much to me………
next stop is Art Melbourne ‘07 and then Design Festa in Japan!!!

In the long deep breath I took after handing over my works to the framers and saying goodbye to my Japanese housemate I have been feeling a little lost… intense periods of concentration and change seem to have that effect. Not wanting to stop creating though I decided to experiment with making some “anaglyph’s” from some of my sketches. Without the blue/red 3D glasses (as seen being modelled by ‘Sienna’ the 8 kilo kitty) you won’t be able to see the 3D effect here but you may remember it if you ever read 3D comics when you were younger… or was that just me and my nerdy ways?

Sienna “Hey person who feeds me, how’s about you take these off before I sumo your ass!”

Anyhoo, here’s some info on the process and some stuff you may need…
I downloaded the AnaglyphMaker v1 from Version Tracker and found it real easy to use. I ordered some glasses from Oz 3D Optics and then escaped into the world of cyan and magenta. Twas fun!

Hint: blacks recede while whites jump forward.

There is a handy description of how it all works here. As my images are not photographs I slightly adjusted their angles and perspectives using the free transform tool in Photoshop before loading them into the AnaglyphMaker. I have yet to venture into the world of colour with these, I am also real keen on getting some of my illustrations ‘lenticulated’. Especially after seeing an awesome image of a Gundam robot at the Gundam exhibition in Japan last year.

Bungalow 8 is a cafe/restaurant/bar on Brunswick St, Fitzroy. Formerly the ‘Hideout’, where my best friend once fell through the roof while retrieving supplies back in her days of waitressing, dreadlocks and Dr. Martens, it now has new owners.
A friend of mine ‘Keith’ discussed the possibility of an interactive, ‘live’ artwork in the space, as it is truly cavernous. There are two large television screens and a massive screen that could be used for projections, the idea was to hook up my laptop to a projector so people could watch my ‘work in progress’. Unfortunately the projector they had been using was stolen a month before… Plan B, an analog work? Why not!
Although intimidated by the sheer size of the place I opted to do an analog piece on MDF board, toying with the idea of something like this, and then realizing that would require an intense input of hours onsite, something I just can’t commit to as yet.
I opted instead for an work that is still interactive but doesn’t require me to be there on a full time basis, it relies solely on the input of customers at Bungalow 8. Basically the work consists of 12 squares of MDF, 30 x 30 cm in size, these are pieced together to make a work 90 cm high and 120 cm wide. Each week I will complete a piece of the puzzle, the first piece shown above, the following pieces decided on by anyone who feels inclined to suggest an ‘idea’ on the poster provided. It’s not that I am want for ideas, in fact quite the opposite, currently my head seems to be throwing out new images at an epileptic pace, it’s more that I want someone else to decide for once, kind of like art direction from complete strangers.

So head on down! They have a huge menu and an awesome selection of cakes as well as a ‘hotspot’ and some lovely red soft couches … go, eat, contemplate life, enjoy!
If you need more information please speak to Moura, Hannah or Jimmy at Bungalow 8 and they will be more than happy to direct you to the piece. Or if you are a hikikomori please just send me an email with your suggestion : innocentgirl@otoshimono.org

Over the next three months the piece will snake itself into creation and barring some expected, alcohol induced ‘obscene’ comments, I am quite looking forward to what will be suggested. I will be making regular updates here, including a break down of the process so keep on checking back and as I have written on the poster “Lets be making happy picture!”.

Recently while taking my Japanese friends on a trip around the city they spied the new Krispy Kreme Donut shop opposite the Southern Cross Station, shouts of “Ohhh, Krispy Kreme!” came from the back of the car so we decided as the store was practically empty now would be a good time to try them out so we jumped out onto the pavement ready to purchase some apparently irresistible donuts. As we were walking in a policeman walked out, the girls exclaimed (in Japanese) in all seriousness, “Oh, then it’s true that policemen love donuts!”.
While pondering why this phenomena existed we chose our donuts from what I considered to be a rather limited selection and we left.
To cut a long story short I was quite disappointed. The donuts did indeed taste like American donuts, kind of like they had been fried in an oil re-used continuously since the opening of the first Krispy Kreme store in the 1930’s, but there was nothing that screamed ‘Donuts worth waiting in a long queue for!’ to me.
When I first came to Japan I was dragged into a Mr. Donut store by an American friend of mine, I was quite apprehensive to begin with, thinking it was just another American franchise taking over the world, however when I spied the ‘Tofu’ donut I decided to give them ago.
Well the rest is history, I gained around 4 kilos that following winter and acquired several ‘gifts’ via the point card system.
They had it going on, the jingle, the point card gifts, the crazy selection of donuts, the characters, the place mats and most of all an insanely delicious dough that didn’t give a hint of deep fried greasiness. As a friend of mine once said while eating ‘deep-fried mochi cheese’ in an Izakaya in Japan with me once “These dudes know how to fry shit!”. Yes they do my friend.
I had to go cold turkey that spring, in an effort to lose the weight, and managed to do so, though it took a great deal of will power. Last Easter while in Japan on my own and with no chocolate eggs on offer I decided it would be the next best place to get a sugar fix and that’s when I did the sketch you see above. I love Mr. Donut, so much so that it’s around number 10 on my list of things I miss about Japan.
Mr. Donut versus Krispy Kreme… no competition.

Well as you can see the diet has had little or no affect on our cat. I weighed her yesterday and she is still eight kilos! (sigh) She is very affectionate however and has a very endearing habit of wanting to sit as close to your head as she can when you sleep, at four kilos that was uncomfortable, now at eight kilos I actually fear for my life. Suffice to say she no longer sleeps in the same bed as me anymore.
I am starting to think that the bean bag (see pic) may be to blame, if she doesn’t drop some kg’s soon it may have to be removed from the house.

2006 has left me reeling, left me wanting more, left me entirely confused. Half way through the year I was whisked back to my home country from my adopted country. The first half of the year I pined for Australia, the second half of the year I have been, and still am, pining for Japan. I don’t know if I know how to live without constantly wanting to be somewhere else? I have been told by many other returned ex-pats that the transition can take longer than a year.
Recently among the blogs I read; the ‘Itunes music shuffle interview’ has been doing the rounds, and as it is probably a darn side more interesting than me rambling about the year that was, here ’tis.

So how is this done you ask? Well….
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.

Here goes;

What does next year have in store for me?
Bubble Toes - Jack Johnstone

What’s my love life like?
The Stairs - INXS (Live) (ed;…. at least it’s live?)

What do I say when life gets hard?
The Strangest Party (These are the times) - INXS

What do u think of on waking up?
Rocky Racoon - Beatles

What song will I dance to at my wedding?
Blue - Joni Mitchell (Wedding? been there done that, sad second marriage maybe)

What do you want as a career?
Teardrop (Mad Professor Mazaruni Mix) - Massive Attack

Your favourite saying?
Lets Walk That-a-Way - Doris Day (Doris rocks!)

Favourite place?
The Beat goes on - Talvin Singh

What do you think of your parents?
I kill children - Dead Kennedys (Dude! I swear I did not cheat!!! They don’t, they don’t!)

What’s your Pornstar name?
One Love/People Get Ready - Bob Marley and the Wailers

Where would you go on a first date?
Puccini; Manon Lescaut Act. 4 - Sola (ed;what a classy chic!)

Drug of choice?
Fame - David Bowie (Truly the after affect of all drugs!)

Describe yourself
LDN - Lilly Allen

What is the thing I like doing most?
Soni - Talvin Singh

What is my state of mind like at the moment?
Gone - Jack Johnson (Ha!)

How will I die?
Nuncas Funckarma - Solid State (ed; ain’t even gonna touch that one)

Enough reflection and questioning….. Hurry up 2007!!!

It twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse…… that was until I broke my crown on my own gingerbread! After some screaming and ‘what shall I do’s’ I decided the best thing to do on Christmas Eve would be to stick it back together with Supaglue. As it is my front tooth, yes, yes I get it… ‘all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth’ I figured I had no choice. If I was to face the world with a great big gaping hole in my mouth I might as well head down to the nearest pub in The Burg and slowly get drunk at the end of the bar like the some dirty old hag, occasionally shouting obscenities to the locals, all the while mumbling to myself about how my life could have turned out all together differently if I had a perfect set of teeth.
So here I am avoiding all ‘crunchy’ looking food items, smiling self consciously and remembering the time I had Chicken Pox for Christmas…. hmm, that was worse for sure.
Now here are my Christmas wishes for you all in ‘Engrish’;

It wishes deeply that the Christmas be of love.
That big laugh be of many and various.
It also wishes that the food items it takes be much good.
Drink is of important too.
But of most important it is the imagination that is of number one it is thinking.
Such imagination is free and its uses various.
Of small people imagination is of big size.
Keep big and make good imagination wherever you go.
It is no money.
The Santa san becomes of happy big smile at the time the use of imagination and all its various by-products.
Please be making happy.

My dear friend Martine, who’s blog is a regular read of mine and inspired my own, recently posted one of the daily comics from ‘xkcd : A webcomic of Romance, Sarcasm, Math and Language’. Sarcasm, ah, apparently the lowest form of wit. I found the comic above on about my 20th click, obviously set in America but totally relevant to Australia nonetheless. Martine’s previous post “Fucking big laugh loud on train”(do yourself a favour and read the comments on that post). had already sent me chuckling to myself as it explained how fun it can be to create your own ‘engrish’ when texting your friends keitai. ‘Engrish‘ usually being the product of direct translations through poor translation software on the internet.

Sarcasm, Engrish and the comic above made me think about John Howard. Let me explain.
A recent article I read online “New plan no problem for ‘fair dinkum’ migrants: Howard” had me rolling my eyes so hard I got a headache. Apparently it is of the utmost importance that all migrants learn english, the language of this country apparently, asap or get out.
This is my response to this in ‘engrish’:
It be not happy. It thinking Jonu Howarudo be of much big feeling of strange and confused. It be thinking to that the brain is of very small in size. It be lacking in the touch with reality. The country that is of big size and many kangaroo has many people from foreign land. This be much good, this be make for interesting life. We be talking many words but we be understanding, it makes for big fun.
The language of that you be speaking of important, it be coming from country of same name. English land. If every person communication be same, you be making “big boredom”, you be saying the ‘fair dinkum’ but this be making me big confused. It wonders why you talk the riddle. ‘Fair dinkum‘ be from Chinese immigrant of most likely… English it be? It be thinking not. And the many kangaroo I be seeing that do big jumping… ‘Kangaroo’ English it be? It be not. Kangaroo meaning in the Aboriginal “I don’t know” it is…..I think Jonu need to be saying “kangaroo” many times from now.

Three years is a long time. It’s a long time in human years, a third of your life for your average dog and the average cat well ….
On Melbourne Cup Day seven years ago I brought home a teeny brown Abyssinian kitten I named Sienna Neko. She entertained us with her cute and strange mannerisms, she ran up walls and flipped backwards off them, chased super balls and brought them back and played hide and seek with me around corners… scaring the bejeezuz out of each other when we jumped out from behind the corner, then she would snuggle up under the covers with me and keep me warm at nights. Ah, those were the days….

Nevertheless all good things come to an end, this end being when she was shipped off to the in-laws when I left for Japan. She, I was reassured, was being well looked after. This I didn’t doubt, and still don’t.
As it turns out she was well looked after VERY well looked after indeed.
When I left Sienna she was tipping the scales at an average four kilos, I picked her up yesterday and she is now…..wait for it……… eight and a half kilos!!!

Carrying her in the cat cage to the car I had to lean sideways to compensate for the additional weight all the time fearing the plastic hand would snap and she would land with a heavy thud to the ground and escape. I was relatively confident I would have no trouble chasing her though.
She has also gained quite a considerable ‘tude’ with the weight. She will be happily purring away and then suddenly hiss and snarl at you. It’s like she has some kind of feline form of tourettes.
She is also so fat (sounds like the start of a bad joke) that she can’t clean herself, this means she has a mass of dreadlocks on her back (not funny). Nothing some light sedative and a pair of clippers won’t fix, however there is only one thing uglier than a really fat cat and that’s a really fat cat naked.

The diet started today, so far she has slept in the beanbag for about 10 hours …….wish me luck.
See before and after photos below (no explanation needed).