[Original Post January 30,2020] Somer and Oakley. Oil on canvas 24x36”.
[It's been brought to my attention that my content, everything I've ever put on instagram, I don't own.
If social media collapses, so does everything I've written about my work. I'll be going through my posts working to transfer my work, thoughtful captions, etc to my own blog, The Easel Weasel, link in bio!
This is a visual autopsy of sorts until we get caught up to present day! Some of these I will repost to the gram as I think it’s insane to look back on my journey these past 2 years.]
No matter how crummy you feel, that little dog gonna love you.
🐕I went to heck and back to see this painting through. You may have noticed, I don’t know how to mix color so I have a collection of black and white tigers. Somer, my twin sister, and Oakley was the first piece I decided to just fucking go for it, somehow it found itself in blue. Ok, not very realistic but it felt right.
I needed to do this painting but not if I couldn’t get it right. I thought just maybe, if I could capture her just how I have always known her, then she would, in a sense, never die.
What could matter more than that?
not a goddamn thing.
Happy birthday, Somer.
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