A writer and editor by trade, I love to draw—mostly pictures of my dogs, River and Calla. Here, I post drawings, photos and other artwork of the two cutest animals ever (and some of their very adorable friends). Subscribe to get an email when there's a new drawing. Questions? Contact me. Elsewhere on the web: My Dog is Chelsea and Remember the Pudding.
River Dog always steals my pillow. She seems to think it’s a funny trick.
This was one of my earliest dog doodles: a painting of my childhood dog, Chelsea, sitting on a balcony. It was inspired by a Matisse painting and Chelsea’s love of porch-sitting. It was hanging in my mother’s office for years, but currently doesn’t have a home now that she’s retired. Acrylic on canvas board, painted circa 1999.
Peanut and Massey, 2012. Ink, watercolor and water-soluble crayons on watercolor paper, finished with tons and tons of fixative to make it super shiny. A friend asked me to paint her sister’s dogs as a Christmas present, and this is what I came up with. I have to say, I struggled with this one A LOT. I like the dogs themselves, but I changed the background color four times (no easy task) before finally accepting army green as the fate this drawing was destined to meet. I hope my friend’s sister likes it.
It’s been a tough week for this country—the Christmas spirit can be harder to summon during times like these. “Merry” doesn’t seem right, but we try. We can hug our family a little tighter, add a little extra brandy to the egg nog and be thankful for the love and life that we have. May you and yours stay safe and warm this holiday season.
Happy Howlidays, take two! Created this one with SketchBook Pro—I wanted to have an output file high-res enough for printing. Maybe this year I’ll actually send Christmas cards… right after I finish up those thank-you notes from the wedding. =)
Calla surveying the beach, ink and watercolor, 2012. I posted a few work-in-progress Instagram photos of this during my mini-honeymoon, but never shared the final scanned-in piece. Watching the beach from her perch on the porch was Calla’s favorite activity that week. I’m not sure if it was the view or the smells or the sound of the ocean that intrigued her most, but she was mesmerized. Makes me wish we had a porch at home.