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An Art Historical Interlude

Inspector Panda’s mysterious client, Babette de Panda, is weaving a tale about an alleged inheritance from her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmama. The Art Historical Division at The Institute for Contemporary Panda Satire has recently uncovered documents that support her claim that pandas emigrated to France in the late 1880’s, and posed for many of the artists of that period.

Portait of the mysterious "Madame 'P' "

Portait of the mysterious “Madame ‘P’ “

Portrait of Madame ‘P’

By John Singer Sargent

In the late 19th century, Japanese prints were not the only novelty from the Far East to create a stir in the London and Paris Art scenes. The recent discovery of pandas by westerners had artists scrambling to find pandas to model for paintings.

James McNeill Whistler employed one very popular model for his painting, Arrangement in Black, White, and Gray, as did several other artists, including John Singer Sargent.

Sargent did a number of preliminary studies for his famous portrait of Madame Pierre Gautreau, also known as Madame X. One of these less well-known minor studies portrayed one of Sargent’s favorite models, known only as Madame ‘P’. 

November 8th, 1883:
Madame Gautreau has taken leave of Paris for a month, so I am not able to continue working on her portrait. I have completed several studies, but I need her presence in order to work on the final commission. I am most vexed.

 November 10th, 1883:
Great fortune! One of my favorite models has just finished sitting for that horse’s ass, Jimmy W. I am exceedingly fond of Madame ‘P’, as she likes to be known. She has only recently come to Paris and I have done my best to make her “most welcome.”

 November 12th, 1883:
My study of Madame ‘P’ is going well. I hope to be able to complete a life size portrait of her for the next Salon Exhibition. There is a slight problem, in that she requires many naps throughout the day and has a prodigious appetite. She is the most amazing woman, able to crack large stalks of bamboo with only her teeth!

 November 26th, 1883:
That rascal Jimmy W. has unveiled his portrait of Madame ‘P’, calling it Arrangement in Black, White, and Gray, and has done so before I have been able to finish my portrait. I am most vexed. Madame ‘P’ came round the studio and was extremely apologetic, so what could I do but forgive her? 

 

"Arrangement in Black, White, and Gray" by James A. McNeil Whistler

“Arrangement in Black, White, and Gray” by James A. McNeil Whistler

December 18th, 1883:
Madame Gautreau has returned at last, but we had a terrible row over the state of her dress, which I had allowed Madame ‘P’ to wear during her sittings. I thought she looked quite the Parisian sophisticate in it. I had no idea Madame ‘P’s “personal habits” left so much to be desired.

The fragment of the diary ends here, but I believe that this does lend some credence to Babette’s claim that her great-great…um, whatever, grandmama did model for a number of the impressionists.

Hope you have a Fabulous Furry Friday, and the rest of the weekend as well.

Be the Bear,
Bob T. Panda

Fabulous Furry Friday Salutes…

…the panda kindergarten!

What could be better for this Friday the 13th than a look at the panda kindergarten, those rascally, recalcitrant, ruffians? They are the inspiration (well one of the inspirations, anyway,) for my newest book, Pandamorphosis!

2009 panda kindergarten class

The first appearance of the panda kindergarten, in much (MUCH) more innocent times…

And BTW, we’ve been making some guest appearances around the interwebs: hear just where all these pandas came from on Cordelia’s Mom, Still, and how Pandamorphosis finally got published on Cordelia Calls it Quits.  There will be some more guest appearances over the next couple weeks, which I will be sure to alert you to!

Meanwhile, back to the pandy kindy:

panda on rocking horse

wheel of pandas 1

The panda kindergarten’s hit game show, wheel…of…pandas!!!!!!

And of course, who could forget the panda kindergarten in their first appearance in the Panda Olympic Games?

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Going for the ...um...chocolate chip.

Going for the …um…chocolate chip.

But the panda kindergarten may be best known for leading some of the newer and younger pandas astray…Sigh….I’m sure they are trying to be good…

"You are right and Wu is wrong...I'll never do it again, mommy."

“You are right and Wu is wrong…I’ll never do it again, mommy.”

And while we are thinking about Friday the 13th, (We were? Isn’t that kind of scary?) be sure to stop over to VSomethingSpeaks for this interesting look at the myths and mystery of Friday the 13th, which this very day is paired up with the full moon!

See you on Sunday for the exciting conclusion of “Pinky and the Meihems take a Hostage” (there is a panda scout merit badge for hostage taking, isn’t there?) and the return next Wednesday of Inspector Panda and the Case of the Picturesque Panda!

Keep Being the Bear!
Bob T. Panda

Huzzah!

and yes, it’s now available on Amazon!

Resistance is Futile!

I can never resist a good joke…especially when it’s me making it! Inspector Panda is taking the day off while we continue the sordid tale of Hobbes’ kidnapping by the panda kindergarten.

Meanwhile, around the web, I am on a bit of a blog tour, in honor of the publication of Pandamorphosis, my wordless picture book about…um…pandas. This week I wrote about the journey to publication on Cordelia Calls it Quits, and then I headed over (virtually speaking, of course) to Cordelia’s Mom, Still to tell the tale of where all these pandas came from! I have a few more stops on the tour coming up in the next couple of weeks. If you would like to have the pandas come by for a visit, drop me a comment and we can set something up!

Meanwhile, here is the continuation of our story:

I love a good art forgery, don't you?

I love a good art forgery, don’t you?

As I mentioned on Sunday, this cartoon and the previous one were inspired by Pearls Before Swine’s creator, Stephan Pastis and his recent series in which he collaborated with Bill Watterson.  I see your “set my hair on fire,” and raise you, “I would rip my own liver out with my teeth.” Is that enough name dropping for one day?

OK, Mr. Watterson, I have your tiger. Come and get him.

A Salute to the Masters of the Medium

Every once in a while I mention how I’ve learned from artists of the past, whether we are talking about fine art ,or illustration, or comics. One of my major inspirations in drawing comics is Bill Watterson, creator of the brilliantly unsurpassable Calvin and Hobbes.

So imagine my delight and envy when I read the post by Stephan Pastis (of Pearls Before Swine fame) where he relates the story of a project he recently did with Bill Watterson, which was brought to my attention on Twitter from Liam F. Walsh, cartoonist for The New Yorker. (And yes, I realize I am name-dropping like hell. Get over it.)

Of course, I had to let the pandas have their way with this story.

Excuse me, Mr. Watterson, but....

Excuse me, Mr. Watterson, but….

I’m sure that the panda kindergarten will..um…take very good care of Hobbes.

Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda

Literature of the Panda: From Fabulous Furry Friday

Pandas have long had a presence in literature. The prestigious BamBooker Prize in panda literature is one of the coveted awards by the panda literary establishment.  (I bet you didn’t know there was a panda literary establishment, did you?)

While panda literature has often been overlooked by the world at large (read: overbearing cats), it is, in fact, one of the most loved genres in many parts of the globe. From autobiographical works, to novels, and poetry, pandas are on the forefront of creative writing. Or was that “creative accounting”? Well, no matter, today, Fabulous Furry Friday celebrates,

The Literature of the Panda!

More literature of the panda!

Bob’s well received autobiography

It all started here.....

It all started here…..

What do you mean by "was?"

What do you mean by “was?”

The Life of PIE....get it? *chortle chortle*

The Life of PIE….get it? *chortle chortle*

panda poetry slam

The cake abides….

Editors note: And of course, since this month is Pandamorphosis launch month (the real one, not Bob’s version of it) I had to stick in another plug for Pandamorphosis. You can find it on Amazon, or if you happen to live on Whidbey Island, Moonraker Books has copies in stock! (yay! Independent Book Stores!)

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Well, that’s all from Fabulous Furry Friday! Keep Being the Bear, Panda On, and Pass the Cuppycakes!

Bob T. Panda

Voices in my head…

…and they are all calling for cake in little squeaky panda cub voices.

Oh! um..hi….I didn’t see you there. I was reading a special guest post from C. Hope Clark, a writer that I admire more than I can say. She recently offered to write a post for me and as usual, she nailed it right on the head.  If I hadn’t given in to the panda voices in my head seven years ago, we wouldn’t be here now. It’s much better that I listened to those voices, rather than the ones that told me what I wanted to do with my life was too hard to succeed at, and besides, you’re just not exceptional enough.

BTW, the next installment of Inspector Panda’s Case of the Picturesque Panda follows this guest post.

Hope and her trusted advisors

Hope and her trusted advisors

That Inner Voice

By C. Hope Clark

Justine Musk earned celebrity status publishing three books, marrying and divorcing billionaire Elon Musk, founder of PayPal, and creating a remarkable blog. She believes in “the artist in you, the rebel, the visionary . . . The wounded hero . . . (and) the beautiful freak.”

She references the inner, safe voice that tends to take over the true voice of an artist. For instance, you dream about story. The scenes play in your head. You yearn for luscious hours to engross yourself in the tale. Then that other voice nudges you, reminding you about bills to pay, obligations to others, and limited time for such a pie-in-the-sky project. The odds are against you anyway, it whispers.

Be What You Wish . . . Not

As youngsters, we are told we can be anything we wish. However, something happens when we approach adulthood, and our dreams of being astronauts, presidents, magicians or authors still cling to us. Authority figures step in and warn us to be reasonable, that we aren’t children anymore. We’re told to pick a sensible occupation. That’s when we adopt our safe voice. That’s when many of our dreams die.

As a science and math enthusiast in high school, I also became editor of the yearbook. I declined  a journalism scholarship, opting for a science major, because writing wasn’t as grounded as a career in science. While my education led me to a good career, catapulting me into experiences that I write about, what if I’d followed my child-like love for words and ignored voices telling me to take the safer path?

Voices of Authority Mean Well, But . . .

Writers are mostly introverted and more prone to listen at an early age to those voices of authority. We’re less confrontational, and while we’re still under the power of parents, teachers, ministers and mentors, we tend to do what we’re told. While those authorities mean well, they often squash our inner creative spirit as we age. Creativity turns into what they think are frivolous desires to tell stories, paint pictures, or dance. Since we yearn for validation, we move on to those less frowned upon paths. We forget to please ourselves first.

We push our deep longings away in the name of manners and doing the right thing, then later we learn to do the same when we become mother, spouse, employee, boss, catholic, protestant, republican, democrat, or other title.

Fairy Dust and Pirate Ships Disappear

In the middle of that growing-up we lose touch with fairies, pirates, mysteries, Prince Charming romance, sci-fi adventure and secret agents. If we’re lucky, however, somewhere along the way we remember how to pretend, and we return to storytelling. Those are the great novelists.

Sharon Sala  has written over eighty books. She states, “…people who write fiction are simply people who did not lose their childhood ability to pretend.” If we refuse to forget what it was like being a child, we can draw upon those memories for imagery. An adult who can feel joy, anguish, love and enthusiasm with the raw abandon of a child has a gift.

That Child Still Lives

As writer, you have the luxury of thinking deep. That also gives you the ability to recall sweet watermelon at your grandmother’s picnic table in August, a hot cinnamon jawbreaker on your tongue, the squishy mud under your feet at the lake, the smell of crayons on the first day of school. Your child’s voice can still be heard . . . if you sit still and listen hard enough.

BIO

C. Hope Clark draws on growing up in the South when painting the characters in her Carolina Slade Mystery Series, and that can mean some crazy antics and sayings. You’ll find her books available anywhere books are sold. www.chopeclark.com  Hope is also editor of FundsforWriters.com, chosen by Writer’s Digest Magazine for its 101 Best Websites for Writers for the past 14 years. www.fundsforwriters.com

"Settings so real that you'll sleep with the light on for a week."

“Settings so real that you’ll sleep with the light on for a week.”

And while we are in mystery mode…

When a panda has a problem, you know where to turn...Inspector Panda, I presume.

When a panda has a problem, you know where to turn…Inspector Panda, I presume.

Celebrating the publication of Pandamorphosis, a wordless picture book…with pandas…lots of pandas!
Thanks again to C. Hope Clark for visiting the pandas with some astute thoughts for anyone that might have misplaced their childhood dreams.

Be the Bear,
Bob T. Panda

Fabulous Furry Friday Salutes Pandamorphosis

It’s finally here, launch weeks for my wordless picture book, Pandamorphosis! From a germ of an idea in one of my early cartoons, Pandamorphosis grew into a wordless picture book that took more than four years to complete.  I’m so pleased to say that Pandamorphosis is now ready for panda (and cat) fans everywhere to enjoy.

Here’s the cartoon that started it all:

It all started here.....

It all started here…..

…and ended up here….

I’ll be doing some guest posting around the interwebs in the next couple of weeks, and I’ll let you know where all those places are as they are posted.  I am also scheduled to talk about Kickstarter and Pandamorphosis on Whidbey Air Radio’s Isle of Arts show this coming Monday. Stay tuned for more details on that!

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Till next week,
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda

 

Inspector Panda in His Feature Debut

I know, I know, I’ve been promising this for a long time, but what with one panda then another, and Princess Pinky being so. very. insistent. that it is all about her, what’s a panda satirist to do? And I might add, I do have a few other things on my plate besides writing and drawing panda cartoons all day. (subliminal message…buy….more….books….)

Anyway, at long last, I am starting Inspector Panda’s epic (I hope) saga, starring Robert Thelonious Panda as Inspector Panda, Mr. Wu as his erstwhile assistant, and Babette de Panda as the troubled and troubling femme fatale!

(Special note to Princess Pinky: while this story is NOT about the Highway closing hacker incident, that case is still open, and Inspector Panda never closes a case unsolved.  Just sayin, ‘kay?)

If "trouble" ever had a proper name, that name is Babette de Panda...

If “trouble” ever had a proper name, that name is Babette de Panda…

As a rather geeky illustrator/cartoonist side note, I decided to make a switch from using technical pens for my drawings, to old fashioned dip pens.  I’m thinking that I can get a much more expressive  and varied line with them.  Just part of my evolution as a comics artist. (plus then I get to buy some new stuff in the art catalogues. Huzzah!)

Be the Bear and Panda On!
Bob T. Panda (not to be confused with Robert Thelonious Panda)

More from NPR (National Pinky Radio)

All of you who are fans of NPR are well aware of the semi-annual pledge drives, when NPR stations raise money for their programming and operating expenses.  Of course, National Panda Pinky Radio is no exception!  This suggestion was made by one of the Panda Faithful, whose identity escapes me at the moment.  Speak up, if you want the blame credit.

Also, around the web, our very own Mehitabel got a shout-out on VSomething Speaks, in Vicky’s recent post about the musical Wicked. She made some great observations about what this musical, which re-tells the story from The Wizard of Oz from the point of view of the witch.

But meanwhile, back at the panda-ranch, Princess Pinky and the Mei-hem twins are having a pledge drive for National Panda Pinky Radio.

Pandas are standing by to take your calls!

Pandas are standing by to take your calls!

Be the Bear and Panda On!
Bob T. Panda

From the Fabulous Furry Friday Archives….

Spring has come and gone in the Pacific Northwest, as we slosh toward the month here known as “June-uary”  and the (brief) visitation of balmy days in the 60’s and low 70’s become just a distant memory, just in time for Memorial Day weekend here in the US of A.

We need funny, we need pandas, and we need it now!

excessive photoshopping of celebrities

I’m ready for my close-up…um..I am, aren’t I?

Are we laughing yet?

Mei xiang and bao bao try to cover up highway-gate

Inspector Panda is on the job!

As we prepare for an Inspector Panda Mystery, let’s reacquaint ourselves with this superior sleuth….

"Hello, Bai Yun?  this is Lun Lun...about that detective you suggested..."

“Hello, Bai Yun? this is Lun Lun…about that detective you suggested…”

...of course Boo-mints are pretty good too.

…of course Boo-mints are pretty good too.

Inspector panda

Will the twins get a merit badge for their road trip? Will Lun Lun fess up to where the girls are? Will Inspector Panda get a clue, or at least more twitter followers? Stay tuned!

That’s it for Fabulous Furry Friday’s visit to The Institute of Contemporary Panda Satire archives!

By the way, Pandamorphosis is now available from Amazon. Check it out on our The Panda Chronicles: The Books page today!

Keep Being the Bear!
Bob T. Panda