Our dog, Charlee, watches activity on the street. She stands up on the couch and peers down at the passers-by. Her fur is so dark she is hard to paint, but when she was watching our daughter get in her car the other day, Charlee made the perfect silhouette in the window.
I painted her in series because while she strikes nearly the same pose every time she looks out the window, there is always something a little different about it depending on the reason she’s inspecting her turf. It could be another dog (“horrors!”) or the Post-person (“gonna get ’em yet!”) or a cat (“grrrr…”) or just nothing (“something is bound to happen if I just stare long enough…”), but it is one of her favorite things to do.
Charlee at the Window, Oil on Canvas, 11″ x 14″ (26/30)
This is probably unfinished, but for the sake of “30 in 30” I am posting it. I am one painting behind. The home stretch is a doozie.