I thought for the month of May, I’d paint one cat per day. 🙂 If you have a favorite feline- get it in – your furry friend may wind up in this series.
Now about this piece. This is about a ginger cat we had -he had sort of a bad attitude and he was extremely likable on random occasions and especially when he was sleeping. We lost him back in 2003 and I still miss his grouchiness.
This watercolor and ink piece is 3.5 x 5.5 inches painted on a vintage post card.
This piece is sold. If you’d like a cat painting of your own – just contact me about a commission!
I have this favorite pair of jeans. I’ve had 3 kids, I like pie, I work out sporadically, and try to watch my carbs, sugars, and portions. Then I found these jeans like 10 years ago, they fit me fantastically. I don’t wear jeans too often but these are my go-to pair when I do.
So, I was working the basement and caught my leg on a piece of metal and ri-i-i-i-i-p! Tore a well-done one-inch rip in the leg – can’t sew it up. Then and there, I decided to make some denim cat patches from an old pair of jeans my youngest spawn outgrew and they were a too worn to donate.
I have about 10 patches cut out, I have painted 2 so far with another 4 in the works. After painting, I treated the edges with a fray-stopping product and I’m going to hem them up so they won’t unravel (you know how denim can be).
So Lady Stephen got up one day and decided she had too much to do. In fact she would eliminate getting dressed from this point onward. That took up too much time when she could be having fun and exploring the world.
Lady Stephen took her black and white Jellicle Cat with her every single place she went. He was a very good traveler.
I LOVE making ACEOs.
If you’re not familiar, ACEO is an acronym for Art Cards Editions and Originals.
The size is always 2.5 x 3.5 inches.
What an artist uses for to create an original ACEO is up to the artist, which makes ACEOs a very unique and collectible type of art.
ACEOs are not Artist Trading Cards (ATCs). ATCs are not sold and given from artists to each other or collectors.
About this Artwork
This is an ACEO 2.5 x 3.5 inches watercolor painting on heavy mat board.
Price: $20 +3 shipping
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This is a 2.5 x 4.5-inch wood board painted with a long neck siamese on it using acrylics.
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I was owned by a very special Siamese. Well, she wasn’t really Siamese. She was actually half-Himalayan (he was a show cat no less!) and half little-black-alley-cat that no one loved and I could never catch, she was way too feral. She did decide to crawl onto my downstairs neighbor’s porch one April 15th morning and have her kittens.
That was the day I decided to add a cat to the family.
Her name was Timmy. Pronounced : TIMMMMAAAAAAHHHHH.
My neighbor called me down when the kittens were 3-days old because one kitten seemed to really have issues. She acted like her neck was broken, she couldn’t manage to nurse due to shaking, and as of that morning, Momma Cat was now refusing to let her even try to nurse.
So, I scooped her up and we went to the vet to find out what to do for this little furry girl.
The vet told me that we’d have to wait to know for sure, but she’d seen it enough to guess cerebellar hypoplasia. Basically, it’s a neurological disorder that happens. It can affect motor skills from just a little to a lot. I was given a tiny bottle and kitten formula and proceeded to do a whole lotta kitten feeding.
Even though I knew who Timmy’s father was and definitely who her mother was (there was a big to-do in my apartment complex when the MommaCat tore the screen and got into the apartment where the people that owned the Himalayan show cat lived. They were angry this little cat got into their apartment and gave their cat fleas.
The vet insisted she was a Seal Point Siamese when Timmy was 4-months old and I was getting the paperwork to get Timmy on a plane for a move to Ohio from Texas. She still couldn’t hold her head up well and it mostly flopped off to one side, and she did this weird scoot to get around. But she was eating, playing, and doing a lot of regular kitten things. I really liked my vet. She was knowledgeable, always available and went above and beyond. But she said something that really bugged me about Timmy.
She told me that Timmy probably wouldn’t live past 2-3 years old.
Like Timmy had an expiration date I couldn’t see or something. I decided to ignore it and give her the best life she could have.
Timmy went on to live another 8 years. She had trouble with her legs randomly giving out, but overall her health was good. Her final year was rough, she had dementia. That was crazy. She would only stay in the upstairs kitchen and 7 years before we had a little box up there. It has been in the basement for years for the other cats, but Timmy would go to the corner where the litter box once was, step over imaginary sides and leave a little poop in the corner, and even go to the trouble to “cover it up” by pawing air around her creation. She would go down to the basement to pee though (Is that TMI?).
The day she left the upstairs kitchen and walked to the back door, I knew it was the day she was leaving us. It was on a Sunday (Mother’s Day actually), and I had a call into the vet but before he called back, she just laid down and went peacefully. I buried her in the flower garden and planted a ton of marigolds. She loved to sit and smell them when I brought them in.
I still like to paint Timmy, she definitely left a pawprint on my heart.