Showing posts with label underground. Show all posts
Showing posts with label underground. Show all posts

Thursday, February 05, 2009

New Challenge: Cliff Hanger!

New graphics, new challenges, new rules... Okay, here's the new challenge due by February 16th. The Cephalopod challenge is due February 9th.

Cliff Hanger!

Illustrate the challenge word in your own style and have fun with it. (A "cliff hanger" is a scene that makes you want to see the next scene.)

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Underground

Bear is asleep underground waiting (and dreaming) of Spring's arrival.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Underground there is...

...COLOR waiting to bud!

With spring still weeks away, and my yard still covered in its snowy white blanket, I just started imagining all of the lovely colors still sleeping. Soon the snow will be gone (but not before giving a hefty dose tonight!) and we will be graced with all of those beautiful hues from underground!

By the way, thanks for letting me join all of you here. Please feel free to visit me at my blog & website! I'd appreciate any feedback as I am still new to the world of freelancing! Thanks.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

underground

The challenge this week at Monday Artday is "underground".
hand me my nosering/show me the mosh pit
Vance Palmer was born September 16, 1893. In the early twentieth century, hundreds of boys like Vance worked as "door boys" or "nippers" in coal mines. Door boys were never over fourteen years of age and sometimes as young as ten. The work of the door boy was monotonous. He had to wake early, dress in clothes that were usually dirty with soot, and be in the mine when the first trip of coal cars entered in the morning. He would need to remain in the mine until the last car came out at night. The door boys' duty was to open and shut the door as men and coal cars passed through the door, which controlled and regulated the ventilation of the mine. That meant sitting alone in a dark mine passage hour after hour, with no human soul near; to see no living creature except the mules as they passed with their loads, or a rat or two seeking to share his meal. It meant standing in water or mud that covered the ankles, chilled to the bone by the cold drafts that rushed in when the trap door was opened for the mules to pass through. It meant working for fourteen hours—waiting—opening and shutting a door—then waiting again. Passing the time by reading was not an option for door boys, as the only light came from their helmet candle. Whittling and whistling were the boy's chief recreations. Door boys would sometimes fall asleep at their post and fail to open their assigned door. In the darkness, a coal car would crash into the closed door, thus slowing down the mining process. And sometimes, a door boy would be killed by a speeding coal car, while attempting to cross the tracks in the darkness.
The door boy's wages would vary from sixty five to seventy five cents a day, and from this he provided his own lamp, cotton and oil or candle.

Kid's table!! aka Underground


I just finished this piece for my portfolio. I know I can't win the weekly challenge, but it's fun anyways! These kids are planning to bury a treasure UNDERGROUND!!
Candace Trew Camling

Underground - Mind the Gap

In the tube, in London, they often warn you to "Mind the Gap." The Gap is usually there, when you're not minding him, but never seen.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Weekly Challenge - Underground

The challenge for the week of February 25 to March 1:

Underground!

Illustrate your interpretation of the theme. Have fun!