This is a little more “Jackson Pollack on a Bad Day” and a little less “Medical Catastrophe.” Not no medical catastrophe, just less. The poor thing still doesn’t have a face, and that’s sad.
…and yet, I can’t shake the feeling that it’s staring at me. I know, it’s absurd, it has all the perceptive powers of a plate of spaghetti and most of the facial details of same. Still. The dark blue blob in the center of its head region seems to indicate a sort of general direction for staring.
The rest of the poor thing is basically, swirling chaos. With the dark splat face-center, it’s kind of a kittenish version of the planet Jupiter. Much, much, smaller of course.
Or maybe some sort of weird beetle, like a potato beetle, but, again, catlike. If cats had chitin–not kitten, which, presumably, they do have, but exoskeletons–maybe they could be this bright and colorful. The artist clearly has a “sunburst after the storm” lietmotif. It’s rare that such a harmonious contrast of winter and spring can be found on a cheap ceramic cat. My compliments, great artist. I look forward to your upcoming project, “off-kilter dalmation (without spots).”
Savers on Burnet and North Loop, Austin
One Response to “Never enough mutant kittens.”
This one needs to meet the other one from this week. But then again, maybe not. They might breed.