I hope you are having a pleasant day.
The sun is shining
and the cats are at play.
Playing hide and seek
behind a small shoe.
My eyes are hidden
so I must be too?
Jumping in the bath,
under the tap.
Your water bowls there but
there’s a drip you must lap.
Now you are sleeping
together as one,
Dreaming cat dreams
curled up in the sun.
Now you are washing
cat yoga for you.
Stretching and bending
is what you must do.
So cats they have logic
all of their own
The way to do things?
They won’t be shown…..
This is from about 20years ago. It’s me and my old cat. It’s an acrylic on canvas. One friend criticised me for being too splodgy. It’s called Familiar friends.
When you look back at any picture of yourself it can be shocking how much you have changed. The lines on your face increase. I’ve got many more blemishes now. If I take a selfie it tries to blur out the imperfections and I look like I’m standing in fog!
I love this painting. I had dark hair and I was slimmer!
Gracie sniff stick ,
That’s exactly what she did. We used to have a cat toy tied to the stick but she pulled that off. The stick has been sitting there, patiently, minding it’s own business. So of course I decided to tease Gracie. She immediately Sniffed it and batted it with her paws. Then she started chewing the tip so I moved it away. As soon as it was still again she ignored it…. So I wrote this poem just for fun.
I have done large paintings in the past. This was painted in oil on canvas. About 4ft by 5ft. Done in 1993. it was before we moved to our current house. I used the room to paint in, I love pattern and regularly wore leggings, the jumper on the figure is made up. It is meant to be me. The cat on the canvas was taken from a book. It amuses me as it looks like its swallowing my arm. The cat in the corner was Gemma, a very intelligent loving cat.
Would I paint something this big again? Yes, I’ve done far bigger when I have painted scenery and murals. It would be great to be commissioned to do something large. You know where I am, get in touch.
Tig was a handsome cat and very friendly. We loved him very dearly. I did this painting of him in about 2011. It’s just come up on my Facebook timeline.
We had Tig for a couple of years. He came and stole the other cat’s food and gradually moved in with us. The only thing he was scared of was The window cleaner, as soon as he heard him, he was out through the cat flap and away.
He was young and healthy and did mad things. I don’t have the pictures but I drew a series of cartoons of him on a website called Youdraw.com and called them the adventures of Tig.
One Wednesday he ran off as usual when the window cleaner arrived. But he did not come back that afternoon or night. I called and called but there was no sign of him. In the morning my partner went out looking for him while I got ready for work. He found Tigs body in the alleyway. We think he had drunk something, perhaps antifreeze that had poisoned him. There were garages nearby.
I couldn’t go to work that day. My grief was too much. I’m glad I painted him.
Cat out in the rain, dripping wet, Shivering, sad. Waiting to get in that house I visited. Are you safe and warm now. Did your owners come back or let you in? I would have taken you myself, blacks whites browns and oranges. If you were mine you would be snug and safe.
At least the rain stopped and the sun came out. Then, miracle, you sat in a pool of sunlight, rainbow hued, content with warmth.
Now wash yourself dry, find a quiet place and lie down and wait for them.