Mademoiselle Mink Breakfasts In Bed

Mademoiselle Mink Breakfasts In Bed, oil on canvas, 11″x14″.  Sold.

I’ve taken to calling Mademoiselle Mink ‘Slinky Mink’ because well, she’s a little slinky and sly.   I am also envious of her ability to enjoy milk products- something that I sadly lack.   And on another note, I thought I should mention that my lovely English nieces are arriving later this week and so the next few weeks will be chaotic.  Throw in my mother-in-law who is arriving next week and I will likely have very little time to get any work done.  However, I will still try my hardest to carve out some quality studio time in between beach trips and lactose-free ice cream binges.

 


Mademoiselle Mink

Mademoiselle Mink is here to even the score.   She is the counterpart to Miss Moon and she’s not your average cat lady- but more on that another time.    I realized that I haven’t been giving cats a fair shake and dogs seem to steal the spotlight with my animal themed work.   In fairness, I find painting cats difficult.  They always look like puffy fuzzballs with messed up ‘crazy killer’ eyes.  Not in real life of course,  just how I seem to depict them.   Although, Persian cats in particular do look a little demonic no matter how well they are painted.   I had a Persian cat named Brie (yes, just like the cheese), but she died a few years ago when she was sixteen years old.   Although I didn’t name her, it turned out that the name ‘Brie’ suited her because she kind of smelled like bad brie.  She also snorted, snored and spat on a regular basis, and her eyes leaked a viscous fluid.  John was frightened of her when he first met her (he called her a goblin cat) but he quickly got used to her and they formed a loving friendship.   Although, sometimes late at night- usually during a bad thunderstorm John’s fear of her is resurrected when sees a shadow and becomes convinced that Brie has returned from the beyond grave.