Posts Tagged ‘pug’
Oil on canvas
In the theatre of the absurd, the puppet master is a single female figure who thoughts are split between ideology and reality at she manipulates her alter ego puppets below and colludes in her own subjugation. The idea comes from the notion of some to over turn Roe v Wade and take away a woman’s right to decide for herself what to do with her own body.
My little girl pug Sassafras loves to sit on garbage bag, it doesn’t matter much what is inside them but clothing or blankets or towels are particularly appealing to her royal needs Yes she is descended from Royalty sired from Prince Pugliese, its true!
Before I met my husband I was working in the Bay area as an apartment complex manager. When tenants moved out I was required to inspect the apartment for damage and cleanness. One time, while I was inspecting an apartment the lady had a friend helping her with the last minute details and the friend had a friend with her. It was a baby pug. I could not believe my eyes, I had never seen a baby pug, they kind of look like aliens with their big heads and pop eyes!
I just about died from the cuteness and vowed that if I ever got out of my apartment living I would get a pug. Fast forward five years, I met my Jerry and we got married and got a house and within a month we had the pugster, my Balthazar. At that time my husband was working very long hours and often over seas and out of town and all I had was Balthazar so of course, I doted on him like a child. Dressing him up and taking him with me every where. After a few months we decided that he really needed a play mate since he had so much energy and that was when we decided to get Sassafras, long for Sassy since she was such a spirited little girl when we picked her up in the parking lot at the local Safeway. I literally squealed when I saw her she was soooo tiny sitting on the pavement in that parking lot that I almost didn’t see her at all! Oh she was such a cutie pie and we took her home to Balthazar and he cried he was so excited! he did not know what to make of her, she was so tiny next to him. What a fun moment that was. They have been together ever since.
I remember when he was a tiny pup I would carry him in a little purse like carrier with his head popped out at one end. I took him like this when we went to the SFMOMA, he was asleep and I guess they thought he was a stuffed animal because they let me through with him and I got up to the third level before one of the guards realized I had an animal with me. HA!
Shortly after acquiring him I quit the job I was working at as an after school program director because they would not let me bring him to work. I had been told prior that I would be able to have him so I was angry they reneged, and I am just not the type of dog owner who can leave a dog home by itself for 8 or 9 hours.
I use to call him “King Tut” because he had this big dog in a small body thing, he was quite the alpha male, so full of personality. When I would pick him and put him on my lap, he would promptly turn front sitting up on his hind legs like I was his person doing what I am suppose to be doing, holding and doting on him!
Of course he loved his walks and he loved his baths. Not so much the washing part but the drying part. he would roll around on the towels and stretch making the funniest I feel good noises and then in appreciation he would jump up at me with kisses, with his big oversized tongue that always hung outside his mouth cuz it didn’t fit!
He was a very emotional dog too, if he saw me crying or heard me yelling he would bark and cry out also. It was very touching.
He so adored getting in the pool and jacuzzi with us. If he were inside the house and he heard one of us in the pool swimming he would bark like crazy and stare out the window door pacing back and forth and he would not even be distracted by food or treats. If we were in the jacuzzi he would bark and cry till we took him in with us, and he would race across the thin ledge like a tight rope walker, we marveled at how fast he was and he did not fall down! When people were over they would get such a kick out of Balthazar jumping on my back for a piggy back ride in the shallow end of the pool, oh he was in heaven those days!
Every time he went out into the back yard he would stare at the pool. Even after he went blind. He would go right to the ledge and look down, he knew the water was there.
About five years ago he became diabetic and in less than a year he went blind. I will never forget the look on his face when I went to throw him a treat and he could not see it and I realized and he realized that he could not see it. I felt helpless and sick about it. But for about four years he could still see shadows and shapes and get around, he actually did quite well. But about 6 months ago the blindness increased severely and his world went completely dark. His demeanor and disposition changed dramatically. He became very insecure and wanted me around him constantly. If I left the house he would howl relentlessly, it was awful, and heart breaking. He would spend most of the day like a little bumper car, bumping into walls looking for me. It was stressful being needed so intensely and quite painful knowing that his quality of life had diminished even further. It has been a series of problems since as he continued to deteriorate and his liver became enlarged and he could not eat or hold down food or water. Today, we had to let him go, he was suffering and I really could not bear it. His last week at home was one of the worse weeks of my life. I had hoped for a miracle. But there was not a miracle in sight. You may think, he was just a dog, but I couldn’t have felt any worse were he a person. Love is love whether it be person or animal and I loved him so deeply and I miss him so much. It was such a relief to euthanize him because I know his body had turned on him completely. I was glad he would no longer have that ravaged little body and his beautiful spirit could be at blissful peace.
Because life and art co-mingle like besties:D
We moved out to Ojai in January (in case you are not a regular follower of this blog) into a real “fixer upper”, both the property and the house had barely been touched for some forty years. So, we knew we had a challenge on our hands and because the house hunt and then the moving in process and then the fixing up process usurped so much of my time I have only recently been able to start making art again and that has been like “going home”:D
Now I’d like to share the story of our back yard.
The terrain was very rugged with mounds of dirt from all the gopher tunnels, there must have been 40 gophers until the hub aka Jerry gopher hunter spent weeks eliminating them. As cute as they are we still could not have them because they destroy all manner of growing things and we have a vision for a yard that is full and thriving.
The ragged terrain also had many weeds and under the surface besides gophers we had wasps, and jerusalem crickets aka “Ninos de Tierra” ( Children of the earth) which give me the heebie jeebies and nightmares. CrEePy!!
Before we dealt with the ground we had diseased trees removed and all the other trees pruned, as they were completely over grown because they had not been touched in so many years. Then we had the ground tilled and graded to even out the surface and create an area for water run off.
The dirt was misery making, as it was very light and with the slightest breeze dust would rise and there would be dust layers on every single thing including the inside of the house where windows were open. The dirt would stick to the soles of our shoes and we would carry it indoors and so I was constantly, all day long laundering throw carpets and towels.
During a particularly stormy day the fence on one side of the property fell down!
So, we had to put up a new one or contend with the neighbor’s dog Thor coming over and doing his biz HA, anyway, it really freshened up that side of the property
We had a sprinkler system installed and several stations for hoses with twice the amount of water pressure, now we can keep everything green!
We chose flagstone where the brick path use to be. We both love the colors in the flagstone.
section with spread out pieces of flagstone.
Section on opposite side of the house leading to a shed.
the back yard now, pretty yes?
During the past 7 months, our blind pug has had a hellacious time adapting to the dirt as the area for him to do his biz. So, he would not go until he absolutely could not hold it, during the middle of the night inside the house. He is accustomed to doing his biz on grass. It has been miserable for the both of us, all of us!
We have plans for jelly bean pebble border with maybe rosemary and Mexican sage.
The hub built two fantastic raised beds
(we clearly need to replace the back fence). With the left over sod we created a special pug patch for both the pugs to do their biz.
And so a garden is in the near future, better green living, and a potting shed and composting bin. I also see more fruit trees, rose bushes and lots of flowers. It will take time, but I will enjoy the journey.
Hope you liked the story about our backyard and how meaningful a little grass can be haha..
There will be art. Soon. We are wrapping up the transition from one humble abode to another more humbler abode by the end of the month. Tenants will be in place and I will be free to pursue my painting and creating mania as per usual. Walks through the hood and photo documentation of life’s affirmations will continue as well.
For now, here is my dear Sassy, choosing garbage bag over carpet.
While my time is for the most part currently usurped by our transition from one home to another, I have been able to do a drawing or sketch here and there.
This is a study for a painting, titled “Listening Fence”, the idea came from a dream I had, although in the dream, the figures were more angst and the heads were ended before the eyes start. that still could happen I am undecided until I start the painting.
I may change the composition a bit, depends on my intuition when I begin the painting.
I drew it on a piece of card board, that is all that was around at the time.
I have been forcing myself to not spend too much time in the yard. In Calabasas the roses are in full, glorious bloom and are so lovely and fragrant. I do adore a cut flower and will be planting roses in Ojai for certain. If you are new to this blog, I am moving from Calabasas, Ca to Ojai, Ca. Both locations have their merits.
I tried to feed the birds by making these orange cups from a recipe I saw on pinterest.
I do believe that they ate the whole thing including the string inside, peanut butter, oatmeal, sun flower seeds and bird seed.
Its a little cluttered with my many plants which I will be removing soon. The house is in a safe and quiet neighborhood. We love a Mediterranean style house and have eleven contented years, but times and needs change
That is bout it for an update, I hope to be creating a lot more soon.
I get to start the day with a good thing. My laptop, is ready to be picked up from the mac store!! Best of all, fixed, FOR FREE!! Something about the main board or hard board (sorry, don’t know tech terminology) that has been happening with other macs and its kind of like a recall situation. Its a relief, I usually sit in bed in the morning before getting up and watch the news and read my email and stuff and then again in bed at night before going to sleep. NEED me lap top!!
Was going to write a bit about my thoughts on WOA, maybe a little later, after I get my lap top back. Dear lap top, I love you.
Oh, girl pug had a good visit to the vet yesterday, her eye is still on the path of healing naturally, blessing!!! And her usually sassy demeanor has returned. I love her big personality so much. But here is a nasty thing to reveal. When I took her into the vet, she gets all trembly in the waiting room and wants me to pick her up and hold her in my lap which I do even though she is shedding super crazy right now, and guess what!!, poopie on the shirt. Damn that was nasty, I mean not a whole bunch, a tiny bit really, but nasty still. Oh the price of being a pug momma. (Small price, teensy weensy for BIG pug love )
Featuring Sassafras Anders
Took my girl pug to the vet this morning to have her damaged eye revisited and its healing quite satisfactorily. !! JOY ! the hole int he cornea has shrunk to less than half its original size and it looks like surgery won’t be necessary and she won’t lose her eye. really, I’m swelling with peace of mind.
About episode 6 of Work of Art the Next Great Artist:
I know a lot of people think erik behaved like a jerk which he did, but some forget that he has had a traumatic brain injury and that could affect his impulse control. Honestly I think that some of his frustrations were warranted. From the get go Miles took over. Erik’s ideas were constantly dissed and not negotiated at all. Knowing that his elimination was imminent if he could not claim his part in the execution of the idea beyond just doing heavy lifting and construction must have been maddeningly frustrating. He did not express his frustration effectively but other team mates did not help matters, I thought it was a set up for exclusion and not a fair collaboration. Suddenly sleepy anti social Miles was all take charge and further claiming his import by referring to his previous piece saying it was a continuation of his ideas from that. The episode was so drama filled that most discussion elsewhere is about the personalities rather than the art pieces which were both not great, and understood, materials and time constraints, and working as a team (not natural for most artists) prevents anything really inspired to occur. The other team was completely opposite, and the happenstance choice of team members couldn’t have been more deliberately designed had it been. If you get what I’m saying. The challenge itself dosn’t seem an effective barometer for illuminating talent or the execution of ideas. Since the winner of Work of art is an individual, grouping them together in creation, awkwardly dilutes their singular chances for winning and forces them to give up control over their own outcome.
Can’t wait till next week !! haha
The day is unfolding very slowly for me, I’m wanting to stew in my happy pug momma feelings, savoring the goodness for my girly pug. Plan to do some yard work, housework, artwork and cooking. Intending to appreciate my life and home, my furry creatures and hub. Wishing all a good day and good weekend. Stay cool!