The companion piece to “Kitty with Two Toys.” I do love painting cats, but painting my little pal of 16 years is a bit painful. He’s gone, but remains a most enduring subject for paintings.
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The companion piece to “Kitty with Two Toys.” I do love painting cats, but painting my little pal of 16 years is a bit painful. He’s gone, but remains a most enduring subject for paintings.
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“Sunshine Came Softly Through My Window Today”
A memorial painting of kitty Tish, who was a companion to a gentle soul for 20 years. Cats are often close and affectionate friends over the years. And with the passing of a kitty, there is not only the loss of that warm companionship, but also the ending of an era that you sometimes thought would last forever.
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“The Hunt” is the 5th in my Gatti Liberi paintings (see link at top of page). This nameless boy is beginning his nightly hunt, and is just as likely being hunted, since that’s the reality of a free cat’s world. And because he’s hunting in the King’s Woods (my yard), I will call him Robin Hood.
This painting uses a “limited palette” called the Zorn Palette, named for Anders Leonard Zorn (February 18, 1860 – August 22, 1920), who was a successful artist from Sweden. It consists of just two colors: Cadmium Red Medium and Yellow Ocher, plus Ivory Black and Titanium White (both are non-colors). Zorn is known to have used other colors at times, and there are arguments as to whether or not this color palette should be attributed to him. But it is.
This is my first effort using it, and it has some wonderfully interesting features that I have yet to explore. The excessively dark nighttime walls and steps, surrounding the bright splash of light, is what tempted me into this palette.
This painting is available as Note Cards.
This painting of Brambleberry is the fourth in my series of “Gatti Liberi” (Free Cats—or strays as we often think of them). He was the first of the Free Cats to visit me regularly. He was shy, but tough. It wasn’t until he met my daughter that he allowed himself to be held and cuddled. Once he became comfortable around me, Brambleberry taught me something I should have learned long ago: to just lie back and watch the clouds go by, which is what he’s doing here. He has a Beethovenesque seriousness about cloud watching.
Brambleberry disappeared about 5 years ago. His spirit companion, who arrived about the same time as he did, is Snowberry, who still visits me each day.
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So many things are beautiful while sleeping—children, woodlands, animals—and magical when they awaken! This kitty’s barely open eyes are like a blue sunrise.
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