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  1. Just Waiting
    Just Waiting July 30, 2017 2:11 pm

    Just as long as you don’t do them on black velvet Whimsical ends where velvet begins

  2. Pat
    Pat July 30, 2017 2:45 pm

    I’d love to see them playing poker a la Claire Wolfe.

    What is the background on these paintings?

  3. Claire
    Claire July 30, 2017 2:56 pm

    Whimsical isn’t the only thing that ends where black velvet begins. Good taste … even sanity, perhaps.

    Pat, if you mean what kind of surface are these done on, it’s Canson Mi-Teintes paper. If you mean what will the eventual background be, I don’t know yet.

  4. Pat
    Pat July 30, 2017 3:03 pm

    I meant the surface. I had to look it up because I’ve never heard of it. (Not surprising since I don’t do art.)

  5. david
    david July 30, 2017 3:15 pm

    What are those two singing? “You Ain’t Nothin’ But a Hound Dog”? Auld Lang Syne? “American Pie”? Inquiring minds want to know!

  6. Joel
    Joel July 30, 2017 3:58 pm

    😀 I love it! “We are little black sheep who have gone astray, baa . . . baa . . . baa. Gentlemen songsters out on a spree, damned from here to eternity. God have mercy on such as we…”

  7. Claire
    Claire July 30, 2017 4:33 pm

    I hadn’t really thought about what they’re singing. But I believe all of the above, and probably also “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall.” But I’m sure they’ll get to Joel’s “Whiffenpoof Song” late in the evening, just before they pass out.

  8. Shel
    Shel July 30, 2017 6:33 pm

    I remember hearing that alcohol is particularly bad for dogs; I guess it’s true.

    In 1970 in Bien Hoa, Vietnam, there was a dog named Shaky who was missing a hind leg. I asked if he had been hit by a mortar round. The answer was no, he was drunk and laid down in the road and got run over by a deuce and a half. Shaky, as the story went, had been on the wagon ever since. When he ran, his gait appeared perfectly normal. The missing part proved awkward in social situations, often, but not always, preventing consummation by means of a sideways slip. On the times when it didn’t the word spread like wildfire: “Shaky got a p**c* *f *ss.” He certainly made an impression on me; I’m just as certain the reverse wasn’t true.

  9. Joel
    Joel July 31, 2017 6:18 am

    Aw, c’mon, Claire. You are seriously missing the big picture here.

    They’re Australian cattle dogs, right? Which would very happily spend their productive lives herding sheep, I’d imagine, I mean it’s not like dogs can read. So now you’ve got these two, who may not even know each other but they’ve hit the Eternal Brotherhood stage of their drunk and they’re singing it to the world. You think they’re going to waste that on Elvis? Of course it’s Whiffenpoof! Geez, how can you not see that? You’re the artist! 😀 Now I’m all disillisioned and stuff.

    I mean, okay, I guess I could go find a song about herding cattle, but…Okay. Maybe they’re singing “I’m an old cowhand.” But that’s not really a drinking song, more Western Swing, so…

  10. Claire
    Claire July 31, 2017 6:52 am

    Two words, now that you’ve reminded me they’re Australians: Waltzing Matilda.

    Then Whiffenpoof. Most definitely they’ll get around to Whiffenpoof.

  11. Joel
    Joel July 31, 2017 7:42 am

    Okay, you got me with Waltzing Matilda. Watzing Matilda would totally work.

  12. Joel
    Joel July 31, 2017 7:49 am

    Also I picture a large shaggy dog in the corner, eyeing the crowd suspiciously, with the south end of a rabbit sticking out of his mouth…

  13. Comrade X
    Comrade X July 31, 2017 9:31 am

    We are the Champions!!

  14. Claire
    Claire July 31, 2017 10:49 am

    It’s gonna be a looooooooong evening with that playlist. Let’s hope those drunken pups don’t know “Bohemian Rhapsody” or the long version of “Light My Fire.”

  15. Joel
    Joel August 1, 2017 1:57 pm

    Okay, “champions” isn’t my very favorite Queen song either, but that dog acts like it’s causing him physical pain. No taste at all.

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