Paris (the cat), every artists friend
I never thought I'd speak of a cat in this way, till we met Paris. She came to us a real ready for the big sleep, or so they thought. Hiding under and behind everything she could. She fought day and night with our other cat and she seemed for the longest time like she would never come around. It's been four months now and we have begun to notice this little fur ball following us, purring, leaping up beside us for some cozy attention. She has quietly but certainly emerged from her shell and begun to feel like she belongs. Thankfully the big sleep will not come for a very long time. we have come to really enjoy her. when she looks up at us with those (recessed but) warm inviting eyes she just melts our hearts. Even Boncuk is warming up to her. The two are often together sharing a view out the window. It's true she needs baths frequently cause she can't clean her face well enough, her eyes regularly need gentle warm water cleaning, for which she lays back and enjoys so much. We all laugh at how sort of homely she looks but when I ask who's ready to give her up, not one of these McAffee's say a word. Little recess faced sweetie.
For this artist she has become my little friend. Always staying close to my feet and always offering her companionship.
The Artists Journey
This is my blog page and it is where I get to be the opinionated man that I really am. The views are my own.
I invite your replies and comments, on my virtual welcome mat.
This sketch above became this finished painting below
The Pine Tree Painter.
How did I become known as the Pine Tree Painter? You could say I paint a lot of Pine Trees, that would be true. I paint a lot of other things too, but Pine Trees, Spruce Trees, Birch and others seem to be a continuous string in what i do. I just like the way they stand there like a custodian of the land. or a greeter to nature. So, I continue down the path with the Pine Tree Painter name on my head, It's ok.