This is rather off the subject of pandas and other bears, but I know some of the readers of the Panda Chronicles have from time to time tried their hand at making some art. I wanted to give those folks (and others who like to get a glimpse into the artists process) a heads up. My good friend in real life David Daniels is doing a Zoom demonstration through Daniel Smith’s Art Supply. You can also watch it on Facebook live HERE.
This will take place on Friday, January 27th at 1:30 PM Eastern Standard Time. Dave is a brilliant painter, a kind, funny, and experienced teacher. He lives in the DC area (I made him go with me to see the pandas once or twice, notably when Mei was sequestered with tiny baby Pinky and we watched them on the panda cam in a restaurant. I never did hear the end of that. But I digress.
This is a great opportunity to see Dave in action, in case you were thinking it might be fun to take some painting classes, either in person or on Zoom.
Meanwhile over at Substack…
I shared my annual tribute to Mehitabel, gone from my couch, but never from my heart, and definitely not from art and The ZooNooZ Nooz desk at Panda Chronicles Headquarters. I hope you’ll check it out!
It is futile to resist the pookiness of the Pookies. Don’t even try!
It is a sad fact, that when bears come into contact with people, the bear is often the loser. When I visited the Calgary Zoo a few years ago (in the “before times”) their resident grizzly bear was a many times offender. They had his rap sheet posted outside his enclosure. He was one of the lucky ones. Instead of being killed for his many incursions on cars and garbage cans, there was a place for him at the Calgary Zoo, where he has lived a long and peaceful life.
Pookie Two’s mom, from Montana, was not so lucky. She had become habituated to grazing in garbage cans, and while we could only hope that she might eat a certain congresswoman from Colorado, she won’t get the chance. But don’t tell Pookie Two. She thinks her mom moved to a farm upstate. Do you want to be the one to tell her?
I didn’t think so.
Be the Bear Bob T I hardly ever eat out of trashcans Panda
I know I tend to re-use names. For the first couple years of my descent in to Pandaholism, all my panda stuffies were named “Bob”. We will try to differentiate between the Seattle Pookies, and Bikkie’s friend from Alaska, Pookie.
I’m sure we’ll manage!
And while I really hate leaving the island to go into civilization, I am determined to shepherd the Pookies at The Woodland Park Zoo through their cubbyhood! I know I should not bring this up, but we could be looking at a temporarily (we hope it’s just temporary) panda-less existence here in the US. Memphis’s pandas leave near the end of this year, and the Pandalanta Pandas and the DC pandas contracts are running out. There is still no word on whether pandas will return to SanDiego. The pandemic put a definite crimp in the budgets of the zoos and the US is not getting along particularly well with China.
We are going to have to fall in love with some different sorts of bears.
I realize it has been a bit of time since the last installment of Life in the Panda House, but there were those Fat Bear Week scandals to address, and then the whole “the Deep State is making hurricanes hit GOP states” thingie.
But now we’re back on track…for this week, anyway.
Is it my imagination or are Six and Sebben getting more poorly behaved, bless their hearts?
Don’t forget to check out my Substack Nooz-letter! You can read this year’s annual Encore Presentation of The Wizard of Wu!
Be the Bear Bob T is not afraid of Six and Sebben Panda