When people see a finished picture I guess they feel (if they think about it at all) that the artist had an idea, got together the materials and then made the piece – maybe with some hitches here and there.
The reality in my case, is this. The cat in my life is determined at every stage to make the proto-picture hers. No matter how damp, uncomfortable or precarious, she bides her time looking for an opportunity to get on there and have a good roll. Next, it’s time to do her toilette. Paw-imprints, hair, mud, unsavoury bits of debris – they all get on there unless I’m really vigilant. Wet paint – no bother. Framing – bring it on.
Here are some more pictures: the car biding her time, the prowling, the evidence.