Watercolor on Arches12" x 16" | 09 . 2009
A few months ago, I dreamed I grew dog ears. When I woke up, I felt some bumps on my head. Within a few days they'd filled out nicely. It seemed perfectly natural, different, but fine. Same color as my hair, soft and rather fluffy.
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Nice one.
All the better to hear you with.
Especially when so upright and alert.
My ears would be like a bassets, dragging on the ground, picking up dirt and brambles.
I as a child had a recurring dream that I grew a tail.
A very long Gibbon tail that I could use as a third leg.
Hate to think of the Freudian implications.
Ahahahahaha
Yes, I can see you, Basset ears and Gibbon tail. Strangely complete.
I think you and Su are from the same litter--
Mans best friend(s)
Jj
i love this one! the she wolf. in a way, you are somewhat like the capitoline wolf ... providing life giving sustenance.
nina, I swear I looked at that painting for minutes and noticed nothing unusual. I was looking at it in detail too, the composition, the architectural lines, your face and clothes, and your hair. I even read the title. All appeared normal to me.
It wasn't 'til I read the caption that I noticed the ears.
My own fantasy is to have horns. Five or six years ago I bought some small horns made of fimo at the Renaissance Fair in Oregon. They were fixed to a thin brown cord so they could be snuggled into the hair and tied behind the neck. They looked very real and natural and I wore them from time to time while going about my public errands. Few noticed, and no one ever commented on them.
Thank you Chickory. It is true, I am the general feeder and administer-er of treats if nothing else. You know how it goes, "a woman's place" in a houseful of males and all that.
Off topic: Did Periol leave Simba's? I couldn't tell, but its great to see how we are all making the rounds and contributing insights.
Michael, having seen your handsome photo of recent times, seated round that campfire, I am sure horns would become you. Lovely, swirling Ram's horns or possibly powerful Watusi steer horns gracefully tilted upwards so you could fit through doorways.
Jj, that litter idea, yes, highly likely. You put me in such good company! Yeah!
Sorry, I just keep thinking of the High Sierras version of CATS and Nina looking in the mirror, wondering how she got conned into playing the local role of "Conspiracy Cat"......the dogs can't believe it either.
There should be a mirror somewhere in the picture so we can see your tail....as we read your tail of
whoa!!!
Jj (was here)
Su and I were the intractable, untrainable ones, they gave us away to strangers who let us go. That was ok, they didn't deserve us anyway. Now when people ask "Hey, what happened to your bitches?" the strangers always say, "Wish I had em back, but they wandered off."
Fools.
"Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got till it's gone--Pave paradise, put up a parking lot--
I would assume that with the economy the way it is, all us dogs will have plenty of others to run with in packs....
Yep Timmy, Nina and Su went to live with a nice family on a farm where they will be free to roam.......
Jj
And roam we do.
And don't forget the howling.
A symphony unfolds when the moon is high.
Not as a complaint but just at the sheer joy of the open space and freedom that we find ourselves in.
My gosh Su, your comment puts this work into a whole different perspective. Thanks, muy sartorial.
I get it clearly, even if no one else does. Why the dream, why the artwork, why the expressions, why are we inside vs. outside ... aha!
"The whole universe moves and turns
upon emptiness.
Everything without exception
is an expression
in this singular presence".
Jean Klein
veriword: asisu
Hmmm. Dogs, eh? Have you read http://smokingmirrors.blogspot.com/2009/08/tonawanda-whitefish-and-apocalypse.html
yet? I wonder what that dream (appearing to us on the internet at this time?) means?
I was captivated by that website, Su, stayed there overtime.
I did read it Psychegram and going to reread it right now.
Psychegram, are you thinking about the Sirius Dog Poet? I see references but no links on "Tonawanda". At the present, I can only take this as a synchronicity meaning "edge of a breakthrough". I could be way off, in which case please enlighten.
Don't miss Chickory's latest. I'm having some trouble posting comments, so let me say right here and now, Chickory, that work is sublime, Namaste. You live your life so well.
nina (and su): if you have time, i think you would like this post of mine from my project blog where i write from the POV of a dutch white wolf. its one of the best things ive ever written and i would like to share it with you in honor of "ears".
http://freyavision.blogspot.com/
and, thank you. namaste.
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