This morning my Sister lost her beloved cat due to illness..any of us who have experienced this know the heartbreak. It got me to thinking about my dogs –past and present- and how they have grounded me. In reflection there are many paintings—some representative of the subject, but in the case of my nonconformist dog who went way too young, there are paintings of place—
September I Miss You the Most
soft pastel, field flowers, encaustic
18x18in, 2009
Holding On
soft pastel, field flowers, encaustic
18x20in, 2009
December, Missing Guinn
oil on canvas
30x36in, SOLD
Beautiful sentiments and paintings! I loved your 'remains of the day' from your last post it was so vital and free in spirit.
ReplyDeleteThanks Caroline--have been working on some large paintings in the studio that seem to take forever--yet I deliberately do NOT want to rush them.. So these wee paintings are quite fun and give me a break!
ReplyDeleteMmmm ... December, Missing Guinn is positively a respite for the soul. Somehow, it so encompasses so many feelings .. at least from this teeny glimpse.
ReplyDeleteI so, so understand why it is 'enhancing someone's life'!