Well, I had intended to have a new drawing or painting to show in a post by now, but alas, that pesky tax return took up more of my limited time than I had hoped! It is all done now, but rather than whisk something out of the bottom of my sleeve in a hurry, since I am not a magician, I thought I would have a look in the archives to see what I can dig up.
Not the best scan as some of the lighter shading has got lost in the scanning process, but…
…meet the late Max, golden retriever, bless him. He used to live in the neighbourhood and quite a character he was, too. Our first introduction was many years ago when we had just moved to our current place and were getting to know our newly adopted rescue dog, Flex. I was walking with Flex along this path when Max came bounding up, his poor elderly owner unable to keep up, and decided to greet me with a big hug, that is on two legs with his huge paws on both my shoulders. Not quite how I like to meet strange dogs for the first time, but thankfully he was a harmless soul.
Max occasionally fancied himself as a bit of a greyhound, when he spotted J. cycling past on his way to work. But, of course, he wasn’t a greyhound, so needless to say, J. won every time. In later years he took himself for walks in the local woodland a lot, much to the dismay of his owner. Very much his own boss, Max was, but he knew where he belonged and he was much loved.
He has passed away this last year and relatives have approached me to have his portrait drawn for his owner. As it was to be a surprise their access to decent photographs was rather limited and while enjoyable to do it was a worry whether I could get the likeness right or not with what I was given. I hope I have managed to do Max justice.