I recognize there are many things I do with and for my dogs that are patently ridiculous. Jim reminds me of this often. But some of what seems ridiculous at first glance is driven by necessity; if nothing else, a necessity for my own mental health.
When my mom asked me to create several pieces of art she could frame and hang above the dogs’ pen, she knew she wanted a compilation of all the Flinn dogs. This piece encompasses all the furry ones, from our first rescue in 1984 to their “grandpups”, that they’ve cared for, loved, or helped to raise.
Jack-Jack’s favorite thing to do when I’m busy in the studio is to curl up on the oversized dog bed pillow that sits in the corner, under my desk, beside my computer. Then he can keep an eye on me even as he basks in the sunlight that pours through the window.
Let’s get to know each other a little better, shall we? My parents named me Angela Michele Flinn. Since my marriage in 2008, I’m Angie Flinn Key (not hyphenated, please; “Flinn” is now legally my middle name). I’m Angie, never Angela, since hearing that name instantly makes me feel like a naughty child. (“Angela Michele Flinn, GET IN HERE NOW!”) So call me Angie, please. 🙂
Layout from my album “Savor”, created as part of class “ABC Inspiration”.