When, in my spare time, I find that the worries of the world are getting to me, I do a couple of things. First, I whistle a happy tune. This usually works pretty darn well. But sometimes, there's nothing that cheers a man up more than chasing after small mammals with an automatic camera trying to get their little nut-stuffed mugs captured forever on a piece of chemically-altered plastic, if you know what I mean.
If you don't...take a gander:
copyright 1995 toddco stadlerinc This is a squirrel that I call Art. I only do that, of course, to further validify this page being called the Art page, but that's not the crux of the matter here. What's truly important here is...Awwww! Iddn't he cutesy-wutesy? Duz wittuw squiwwuwwy want to eat some nummy fwowuws? Duz he? Duz he?... I apologize for that...moving right along... |
copyright 1994 toddco stadlerinc This is one that was convinced that my camera was food simply because I held it out to him. Seconds after I took the photo, he ate the camera and my pinky...but you have to suffer for art. |
copyright 1994 toddco stadlerinc This one is at least attempting to run away. His name is Squirrel. That may not be an original name, but what's the point of naming a stupid creature that won't listen to the name anyways? |
copyright 1994 toddco stadlerinc This is actually not a squirrel, but a moose, a close relative of the squirrel. The only difference between the two is that the moose makes a high-pitched squealing noise when it is happy, whereas the squirrel simply makes more of a "wikibooboowikibooboo" sound. |
copyright 1994 toddco stadlerinc This is a picture I took of a rare aquatic squirrel. My friends said it was a penguin, but they also watch lots of TV, so what do they know? |
When I'm not spending my time chronocling the mysterious secrets of the common squirrel, I also sometimes act as a photojournalist. Here is a photo I took of the earth minutes before it exploded! Haha! Just kidding. It's actually me and my friends being a wee bit surprised at the speed with which flames travel. What are we burning? It's a wooden car propelled by a jack built for Odyssey of the Mind. That and a gallon of gasoline...teehee! |
Well, that's it. Whaddya expect for a free art show? Go home and ponder all this or something.
Todd "Odd Ox" Stadler
stadler@rice.edu