Gone To The Dogs

Dear Grandma,
I paint dog portraits.  I've advanced from scribbles in coloring books to acrylics on canvas.  I started doing this for the Humane Society.  They hung up some of my work in their newly renovated entryway at the dog daycare.  Then I was commissioned to do a few others.  It was somewhat relaxing and therapeutic to get back into art.  I missed it.

This is one of my favorites.  I painted it for my friend, Darcy.  These are her sweetie pies:

Here's a set of five dog paintings for a woman who requested that all of her babies be painted:



I'm definitely not a perfectionist at anything.  I prefer the odd, imperfect and eclectic to the exact and traditional.  But, I would say I was pretty proud of these - they turned out nicely.  I just don't have as much time to dedicate to this artform these days (or maybe it's more that I've evolved and want to do something different).  But, I have to exert my creative juices somehow - otherwise it seems as if the universe is a little bit off!  So I have been working on other things which I'll share with you later...

I did learn a lot starting back up with painting: 

*I know that if I want to do something bad enough, I can make the time for it.  (Amongst juggling a toddler, household duties, work, etc.)
*I know that I have my own style and I don't need to compare it to anyone else's. 
*I know that being creative is woven into my DNA and I need to use those skills like a person needs water.

I had let my creativity kind of "go to the dogs", so to speak.  Diving back in, head first, was an achievement, an accomplishment and a discovery.

I know you'd be proud.

Love,
H