Part 5 of the Giraffe Riders series.
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Part 4 of the still inexplicable Giraffe Riders.
[Note: This one is especially inexplicable, because AZ asked for it specifically. Blame him, not me.]
Part 3 of the astonishing Giraffe Riders. To be continued.
Part 2 of the whimsical series Giraffe Riders! To be continued.
Giraffe Riders! Part 1.
Welcome to my latest fit of whimsy, o long suffering readers. I’ve been studying giraffes (as you may know) for weeks, and here’s the first installment. To be continued! Thanks to AZ for inspiration for this idea.
cowboys on giraffes, riding hard through the desert, firing pistols. Vultures watch with interest (and ear defenders). Cactus, lizards and bleached bones in the sand.
This is what happened to me at the Cotswold Wildlife Park at the weekend while standing on the raised giraffe-viewing platform. The sheer magical magnificence of it was spoilt only by the lively argument I was having with another visitor over whether one was permitted to pet the giraffes. Ironically, I was the one maintaining that one shouldn’t, and so I was under strong moral obligation not to. Though I did want to, very much indeed.
I clearly remember a book from my early school-days called “Nobody Listens to Andrew”, with the leitmotif “There’s a BEAR in my bedroom!” (which all the adults ignore, of course.) I strongly empathised with that Andrew. You can still buy that book, I find.
On a hill on the edge of the town of Faringdon in Oxfordshire, England, there is a folly tower erected in 1935 for the somewhat eccentric Lord Berners, famous for, amongst other things, dyeing pigeons in different colours. The folly carries a notice “Do not feed the giraffes” several metres above the ground on one side, but the only giraffe we saw was the one that sneaked into my quick sketch.
Thanks to grj for the house party and the walk to the folly on Sunday.
I realised that I had to post a follow-up to my previous post.
I apologise for the long delay between updates. My excuse is that my brain was empty. Anyway, today the birthday present I bought Karen arrived, an enormous pile of Letraset Pro-markers and she said I could use them…
[Technical Note: It’s really hard to choose colours for real-world drawing as opposed to colouring on computer as I usually do (and impossible to go back if you change your mind.) But the saddest part is that scanning the picture changed all the colours to something else and I had to fix them in gimp afterwards anyway. Plus knowing that they won’t look the same on your screen as they do on mine. Ho hum.]
I just so much wanted to draw a giraffe in a leopard outfit…
But in the meantime here was an interesting puzzle: Who was that mysterious, tall stranger?