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Buck the Cat Descending a Stair….hmmm, that has a bit of a ring to it, eh, Marcel?

Buck the Cat Descending a Stair….hmmm, that has a bit of a ring to it, eh, Marcel?

Daily Cat 256

Buck the cat is doing well in Wisconsin I am told. He’s highly adaptable, probably hardly misses me at all…sniff.

We spent a few monthes in India in 2017. It’s such a wondeful place. This is a painting of a major mosque complex. I’ve painted the still, dry hotness that baked us in the late spring afternoon.

Buck the Cat is fastidious. Meow

In Florida, roosters and chickens are feral. That’s where this one lives. They’re only as tames as they need to be and live well in their free range.

Ted and Jean slept here.
Nice place, I could stay another couple weeks but…
We check out tomorrow.

Meow.

We have a lot of stuff…too much. We have a storage unit to accommodate all the forgotten memories, boxes packed decades ago, abandoned projects and other extraneous ephemera of the ages. We go there seldom because none of it really matters any more. It’s just that it’s hard to let go so we pay over $1K a year to accommodate it all…it’s craziness and a folly.
Anyway. This painting is of the landscape that surrounds our storage unit. I sometimes go to the locker just to see the scenery. The facility is on a promontory that looks far to the east into Massachusetts, far to the west into the skies of New York. It’s value far exceeds the $1K+ we shell out annually to rent a storage locker.

A cat’s eye view. Meow.

We’re driving on a Saturday afternoon and it’s starting to snow. It’s winter in New York, scrub trees in the field mowed last fall are a silhouetted filigree against the leaden horizon. It’s not the sort of scene to leave the car to admire. The wind starts to gust.

The cat nap. Meow.

Buck the cat’s an indoor/outdoor cat…That’s just the way he rolls.

Buck the Cat prepares to pounce. Meow.

Buck the Cat quickly trots on a mission known only to himself. Meow.

Inspired by Byzantine iconography and a recent Art-O-Mat project. Meow.


Buck the Cat’s on a roll. Meow.

Buck the Cat issuing an ultimatum. Meow.

The setting for this painting is of the Sonoran Desert in Arizona. The time of year is winter. I hike a lot when I’m here and was surprised when I saw the Ocatillo I’ve featured in this painting. The cactus was all leafed out and bushy which I don’t remember happening at this elevation til 4-6 weeks later in the growing season. Nonetheless, I admire this species and have painted it before. I’ve included a painting I posted a few years ago to illustrate how intricate and downright lovely it is when its leaves emerge. Hope you like it.

Buck the Cat’s a relentless, driven beast when it comes to small moving things. Here you see him delivering a fishing fly the coup de grace.