For Easter: Bunnies + Ill-fated lady writers

Happy Easter, everyone!
In celebration, I bring you the incredible polka-dot-eared bunny that was spoken of a few days ago, created by the amazing Stephanie .

The detail on this creature is just incredible...sorry that the photo
looks as if he is being ejected from the bottom of a spaceship!
I'm so happy because today I get to go up to the mountains and see my family. They're not "mountain people"...well...my stepfather is, but not the kind that eats cousins. But they are some of my very favorite people. Especially mi mama, who is recieving a pretty great Easter present from yours truly (which will be revealed soon, maybe, possibly) It's a lovely mama duck with 4 little chick babies. Anyway, so I'm really happy about seeing those guys and dying eggs and whatnot.

And that brings us to the doomed writer portion of our post, which is not very Easterish at all, but I really like this painting (done on a vintage book cover that was sent to me by the sweet Nico of It's Your Life  just this afternoon!)
As promised, we follow up little Anais with Virgina Woolf, another from the lady writer series...and she is really important to me. Really. I'd like to dedicate her to my darling platonic soulmate, Sarah, because she sat in the theater and cried with me for 10 minutes after The Hours ended. So here she is...it's kind of a black-apple-ification of that very famous photo of her. The book cover is mounted to a stretched canvas, which is painted a very becoming ochre.

But! No watery deaths today! Only hysterically funny microwave deaths for all the marshmallow Peeps I'm about to recieve!