The real voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. - Marcel Proust

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Love of My Life

I always have the hardest time painting my own pets. Is it because I know them so well that I feel I can't get a good likeness? Or is it because they run and hide every time the camera comes out?  With this painting, I feel the only thing I captured well is his disdainful "oh the things I have to put up with around here" pained look.  This is Beck, the 10-year-old Golden Retriever who, after 3 years with us, has finally relaxed enough to go explore every corner of his yard and sniff noses through the fence with the dogs next door.
Beck, 8x10" oils
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