Turns out our old 20YO cat has reached the time of life when he can't even be bothered telling us when he wants to go outside - he would always let us know - so he's been weeing and pooing on my stored artwork, getting in from the back of the cabinet. I cleaned up the pressies he'd left me, obviously a week or so old (probably for Christmas), so pretty easy, and cleaned the space thoroughly. At 3:00 next morning he woke me banging on the door to my artroom trying to get in. i jumped up out of bed, but he beat me to it: A huge puddle behind the same cabinet and probably on the artwork as well. I thought to myself , 'There seems to be a mesage in this for me...
'Later that morning, when I'd woken up properly, I thought, 'Yes, the message must be: paint a picture of Jayke the Cat before he's no longer here".
Here is a drawing of him before the painting of him happens.
Jayke, All Knowing. 03-01-18
Ordinary lives, ordinary things - the stuff of life - the cycles, the interconectedness of life on this planet, is the philosophy behind what I try to recreate in my artwork; be they drawings, paintings or other works. Enjoy
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