I’ve kind of been in survival mode this past month. Work on our house started July 1st, and what they thought would be a five day project has turned into a much bigger (weeks long) ordeal. Tears, nervous breakdowns, the usual… I’ll spare you the details but good gracious. At the same time all the drama was happening with the house I also completed the illustrations on a children’s book (my first!) within an extremely tight time frame. Add some personal stuff to the mix and you could say that July 2014 is a month I will never forget.
I’m taking off tomorrow for a trip back to see my parents and siblings and attend a family wedding, and I couldn’t be more excited for the break.
Brian took Ada into the city tonight for a little Detroit action since he won’t see her for over a week, and I retreated to my happy place to do a little painting.
I wanted to do something lighthearted. A portrait of my long suffering childhood dog Bessy was just the ticket. Years ago my sisters and I (actually, it could have just as easily been my mom now that I think about it) wrapped Bessy in a blanket when we were bored, and ever the good sport, Bessy took it all in stride and even posed for a picture. This painting is inspired by that.
It’s ridiculous. It’s sentimental. And it makes my dog-loving daughter happy every time she sees it on our gallery wall.