When is something considered cute? I guess it’s different for all of us. For my sister, Samantha, if something (usually an ornament or a soft toy) is round, chubby and smiling, she finds it ultra cute and consequently it finds a treasured place in her home. It’s a standing joke in our family that “Sammy would love that – it’s round!” I think she has a in-built cuteness scale, and 8/10 would be her minimum accepted ranking.
My son Jack, on the other hand, just has to see a dog, or as he calls it, a “doggo” and he is overwhelmed by its cuteness. Who can blame him?
For me, cuteness can be in the look on a small child’s face, it can be in the movement of a gecko, it can be in the side-eye glance of my maltese dog, Toby, or the mussed up hair of a teenager. In fact, cuteness can be lurking just about anywhere. I can’t always define what I consider cute, but I know it when I see it!
These two kittens, Tiger and Delilah, have cuteness in spades – their little paws resting on the wall, their wide-eyed, curious expressions, their pricked-up ears just waiting for action so that they can get into some kind of mischief…
Tiger and Delilah kittens
They are painted on A4 hot-pressed watercolour paper using Winsor & Newton Cotman paints.
