|Red Dog, Red Ball|
encaustic on birch 8x10
I am a firm believer in "thoughts become things" or putting a thought, an idea, a wish, a dream, whatever - putting it out there - in the Universe - asking. To me, by doing this, its like tossing a pebble into the water and causing a ripple. A little tiny ripple which carries my thought on it across the fabric of the Universe - out there - to be answered and returned back to me when the time is right and the answer is just what I need at that very moment.
We've been wanting a dog. Its been close to a year since we lost our sweet dog to old age. We were ready even though it means giving up a bit of freedom and spontaneity. So, I did just this very thing. I painted the painting of the red dog about a month ago. I tossed my tiny pebble into the waters of the Universe and asked that a dog would come to us. The right dog, the one we've been waiting for and is looking for us, the one not to replace the dogs I've had but to add to their history and compliment our family.
Unplanned, unready, bad timing... Here's Wesley - a half basset hound, half lab 1 1/2 years old surrendered to the Oregon Humane Society because his owner died and the people who ended up with him and his identical brother couldn't keep them. We took Wes and another family went home with his brother just one day after being in the shelter. Call it good timing, good fortune, call it what you like - but my little ripple was returned to me in a 50 lb package of pure love and snuggles.
I'm actually quite amazed at how closely he resembles my painting. I missed the white toes and white on his chest but you have to admit its a bit uncanny (or not).
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