Canines


Companions Past, Present and Imagined
Dogs were family members before I was born, dear, comforting spirits with loving senses of humor, play and protection. I didn't own a dog of my own until I adopted Flyer while living in Chicago in 1984. The ASPCA card claimed she was six months old and a Cock-A-Poo, but the vet said she was a lot of everything. She was bright, funny, loving and adorable. She inspired few paintings but numerous sketches.

Two years after Flyer died, my recently retired greyhound companion arrived: Emma Lee. I'd been unable to paint for the past five years after a car accident, but Emma's exotic beauty overcame pain. It was thrilling and life-affirming to be playing with color again. It didn't matter that all I could cover were small sheets of paper. But the longer I underwent physical therapy and did the exercises daily, the better I became. Seven years after the accident, I again could stand and paint as big a canvas as I ever had.

In 1999, a new dog portrait arrived and didn't remind me of anyone until Clare came home with me in June 2006 after Emma had died. She was half golden retriever and half poodle, a 60 pound Flyer in looks and many manners. She resembled the dog I painted in '99, and the first dog I painted after moving to Milwaukee in 2004.
Thank  you, Flyer 1998
Emma on Canvas
Alligator Emma
Thank you, Flyer 1998
Emma on Canvas
Alligator Emma
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Critically Acclaimed Art by Colorist Patricia Obletz