|5" x 7"|
it was one of those "oops" moments. i left the door open to the pantry at my dad's house when i went up the street with my pal shirley. amy, the golden lab with the heart condition, got to the lower shelf of said pantry and had herself a hearty meal. She obliterated (with the help of Buddy Lee and Scout): one bag of brown sugar, a box containing Special K cereal (including cardboard), one package of spaghetti noodles, one package of white sugar, and one bag of flour. some dogs just can't help themselves! she seemed fine for a while, but tossed her cookies outside. in her sleeping quarters, she sounded somewhat like a college kid after shotgunning one too many pbr's: breathing heavy and whimpering for mercy. which not only makes me feel horribly responsible, but somehow makes me thank my lucky stars that i'm not the college kid i once was, on the floor, sweating and panting after one too many of this or that.
here's a painting of a tiny heinz 57 bean pot, one small fragment of a collection of hundreds of pots in various sizes, shapes and colors that were collected by my folks. you can tell i've run out of steam when all i paint are simple round objects. oh well, what the hell: it's something. goodnight y'all.