Untitled 52, Oil and cold wax on museum panel, 24" x 24".
I didn't actually think Fennec's arms were so long!
The lovebugs. I love Rumi's content little smile.
The other day, I took Mojito out for his usual fetching session in the dog park. He pooped right away, as always. As I approached to pick it up, I stepped in a giant pile of some other dog's poop. I started (cursing and) wiping it off my shoe, and while I did, Mojito came running back to see why I was lagging...and he stepped in his own poop.
Why oh why does dog poop smell so utterly horrible?
So this is really embarrassing, but a friend suggested I do this... I have put up a "Chip in" widget here on my blog, below. If you are able and the spirit moves you, please consider a donation, however small.
I cannot describe the emotion I feel seeing a contribution come in...because I don't think I've ever felt that emotion before. The fact that total strangers or fellow bloggers I've never even met in person have given me something valuable--it's amazing. I don't want to sound trite, but the feeling is that of hope--not just for me, but for the realization that though the Internet isolates us in some ways, it also allows for a new sort of global generosity and caring, and that actually makes me feel hope for the future, and for humanity.
Thank you. I know that so many of us are struggling to survive in this economy.
[Someone broke their legal, court-ordered agreement with me; they were supposed to pay me the money they owe me on Oct. 31. They refused. I need to raise funds to pay rent, food, meds, and immediate attorney's fees (beyond what I already owe my attorney) so that I can pursue Contempt of Court, which is the only chance to get what I am owed.]
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