The dog is suspicious of me today. He won't come back in to eat his breakfast. Yesterday, I ran a tight ship and got him out, fed, and walked with amazing precision. Then I left all day, came back during lunch to reassure him the world hadn't ended and returned to the public arts workshop. It's 9 am now and he won't eat breakfast. He thinks this will keep me at home. He's manipulative.
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| Mary Addison Hackett Crisis Management, 2008-2009 oil on paper 20" x 16" |
7 comments:
I LOVE this painting.
I have a storage unit too, but a lot of people call it "the transfer station"
Can I be first in line for a grant? I just sent off my first attempt at the Pollock/Krasner thingy.
Every time I move my feet right now, the dogs think I'm getting up to feed them. I am determined not to do this until 6:00 PM sharp, regardless of their anticipatory behavior and strands of drool.
I'm going to add that book to my wish list. Thanks. I thought about that a lot during the Chemo year.
Oh shit! no wonder they were bugging me (the dogs) I posted the comment above at 6:04
I sent my first PK grant off last year. (reject) It's time to try again. Thank goodness I have no social life.
ooh nice painting, nice. Like how it conveys the title and looks beautiful.
Thanks, it's a older one. I'm trying to get back there. I got really tight with the small works. I'm much more comfortable when I try less. If that makes sense.
Yes makes sense. It's very hard to stop trying. But when you get there ..wow.
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