Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Poem for Sugee art for you
Paintings are really just poems without words. I made this poem for Sugee, who we put to sleep a couple weeks ago. Old Mama Sugee was forty the story goes, and one of my vets rehomed her from where she and Wilma were living-due to neglectful conditions-due to dementia issues in the home. Sugee and recently had her ears chewed off by a dog, and was also blind. That is why the vet was called, but upon arriving, she helped the people understand it would be better for the ponies to live elsewhere, so they ended up at Apifera.
It's very different without Sugee. She was a very independent animal, a survivor for sure. She was easy to handle, and I never had to put a halter on her, she simply let me put my hand on her ncek and she followed my lead. Her daughter is another story but is improving as her confidence grows–now that her mother is gone, she has to adjust a bit.
I sat down and made this painting-poem of blue and white for Sugee. She has ears now, and large wings to fly around, or a rug cloud to take here here and there.
This little painting is available at the shop-as well as lots of art cards, books, journals, postcards, prints, raggedy sewing and more for the upcoming holidays–can it be upon us already?