Saturday, October 25, 2014
This is a sweet study of my Renard executed in graphite pencil on white vellum paper. Unfortunately the scanning leaves a bit to be desired. More work must be done on scanning the images, but after adjusting contrast and brightness I came up with this rendition.
I enjoyed working in pencil, drawing each curl of his soft coat with quick strokes. It's almost meditative.
Renard is the sweet little dog who came to me from I-don't-know-where and I-don't-know-why. He showed up in my backyard on June 28th, 2012, and he just moved into my home and my heart. I've told his story before on this blog, so there's no sense in repeating myself. He remains a mischievous, sweet-natured alpha male, who can take any creature who invades our land.
Sunday, October 19, 2014
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This rare beauty is my BFF, next to my Renard. She is called Repeta at her home, but I call her Celeste. We, her people and I, are sure that in a past life she was an opera singer and a trapeze artist. When she finds an echo, she barks and barks because, we believe, she loves the sound of her own rich and melodious voice. In spite of Celeste's girth (she is zaftig), she can easily walk across a log without wavering. Celeste loves me, and I love her. Perhaps we knew each other in a previous life. Repeta is a Lab/basset mix, bringing the best of both breeds to the world.
Repeta found her new home next door to her old one, when her previous people deserted her, leaving her locked in the house. She dug, clawed, and chewed her way out and made her way to the Gres' family home on Thanksgiving several years ago. She knocked on the door and has been there ever since.
Perhaps because of the trauma of her past incarceration, perhaps just because she loves to sleep under the stars, Repeta stays out until the wee hours, 2 or 3AM, before coming in to join the rest of the family, human and canine.
Her hobby, her avocation is digging. Repeta loves nothing more than to dig into a mound of sand as if on a mission. She emerges from time to time to take a breathe with the greatest look of joy. For her, digging is Zen meditation. The other dogs often join her and sometimes drop toys into the holes, but none are nearly as enthusiastic about what could be an Olympic sport as Repeta.
Saturday, October 18, 2014
This is Winter, owner of Jack, my previous model. He's very much alive, as all angels are. This drawing is executed with watercolor colored pencils, graphite, and a touch of pastel on white vellum paper. There was no water applied. I don't much care for watercolor, but I like the texture of the pencils. Jack is an adoptee. The right cauliflower ear is not from abuse or a fight but rather an illness. He's great now. Very healthy. He and Jack lived with the same foster parents until their new person was chosen for them.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Jack is a new friend of a friend of a friend. He is my friend's cat's cat. I've never actually seen him. He's a shy guy. His owner, Winter, on the other hand, is very outgoing. With humans. He liked me.
Jack and Winter came from kitty foster-care in Florida and finally have their forever home. Remember, if you want a cat or dog or even a ferret, check with local animal foster parents, rescue organizations, or just look out your window. That's how I found Renard the Wonder Dog. He just showed up in my backyard. Some dogs, like my friend Repeta, are abandoned when their owners leave them behind. Those dogs might just go and knock on a neighbor's door. Answer.
Remember, if you want a pet, they are easily found. But don't adopt if you can't care for your pet. Like children, they are a long-term commitment. They need to be fed, given heartworm meds and flea repellent, and occasionally have their teeth cleaned. I'm saving up now for Renard's teeth cleaning.
This drawing is executed in colored drawing pencils from Derwent on gray pastel paper. The pencils are charcoal like, but not easily smudged like pastel pencils.
Saturday, October 11, 2014
I don't know what she's being called now. My friend Dusty and I rescued her from the woods behind my house. Laurens Wildlife Rescue took her in, and she was soon transferred to Bubba and Friends for Birds of Prey. She was and is a big girl, too big for the flight pen. We heard she would be trained to hunt rodents.
This image was completed in graphite on vellum paper. She's a beauty. "She" was the name of a movie. "She" was unstoppable. "She" was a goddess. I think "She" is a good name.
Both Laurens Wildlife Rescue and Bubba and Friends do outstanding rescue work, but need financial help. They are worthy, Georgia-based charities. Take a look at their websites to see their living, breathing works-in-progress.
Click HERE and scroll down until you reach the article about this beauty. It was May, 2013. There's a video of her feeding, as well as photos.