Thursday, December 17, 2009
"Waiting For Me to Come Home" - #13
In 2003, I was working long hours. As I approach the house every evening, like clockwork, I could see one of my cats, Minnie looking out of the office window. Seeing her brought me such comfort and love after a long day at work. By the time I park my car and open the front door, she would be there to greet me. What touched me the most was that she had to really hustle to get to the door that quickly! It got me thinking of the many cats out there that sit by their windows, waiting for their owners to come home. As a result, I came up with an idea for a painting. I wanted to try something abstract - very simple. I painted the silhouette of three cats in one of the high rise buildings. I didn't want the sky to be dark, so I painted it a relaxing soft blue. This canvas is bigger than the ones I normally use - 24 X 30.
Lessons Learned and Hindsight - Like poets are moved to write poetry, painters are moved to paint. Minnie passed away in 2007. Maybe she is looking out a different window, waiting for me to come home one day.