This canvas has a story. Believe it or not, I bought it in
Korea. I had lived there about a year when I stumbled across a little art
supply store on the first floor of a mall type building on a little back street
that I might never have wandered down had I not been seeking out a new grocery
rumored to sell some American food stuffs. The place carried an odd selection
of canvases and a wonderful selection of brushes and Shin Han acrylic paints.
Not only was I able to make some artwork for my own apartment, but also for
friends. This led to fairly regular painting afternoons with friends. During a
very difficult time in my life, I was able to lean on creating to keep me sane.
That became a common theme during the frigid winters I spent in Wisconsin, then
the blistering summers in Louisiana. Now for the first time in years, I am faced
with a semester without a class to teach and find myself at loose ends. So once
again, I turn to drawing to keep me sane. After years of building the
background, I finally found the right kitty for this canvas, there is a lovely
gallery nearby that is willing to show my work, and my models continue to work
for Friskies (ok, they’ve moved up to Blue Buffalo and Fancy Feast). It’s funny
how things turn out.
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