Hey there Delilah
My latest painting is of Delilah, a young Hungarian Vizsla. This was commissioned as a semi-surprise wedding present, and as a result I wasn’t able to meet her to take my own photographs to work from. This meant I was slightly nervous about the finished article, but I’m really pleased with how it turned out.
I’ve got three other pieces on the go at the moment, but as two of them are also surprises, you’ll have to wait a while until I show you.
Last month I went on a whirlwind road trip around the country, and dragged Maggie and Rusty along too. I was really excited to finally visit the Lake District, having had it on my list of must-sees for a while now.
I’d like to tell you that I spent hours wandering the fells quoting Wordsworth, but the reality is I’m no Wordsworth fangirl (The Prelude is second only to T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land on the list of all-time most miserable moments of my education). Instead I spent hours wandering the fells admiring the scenery and trying to stop Maggie from eating Beatrix Potter’s sheep.
We had a fabulous time though and the landscape most definitely didn’t disappoint. Everywhere we went was also incredibly dog friendly.
Onwards and (literally) upwards as we crossed the border into Scotland; my dogs probably suffering from an extreme identity crisis at this point as I kept telling them this is the Border they came from. Edinburgh was a treat and acting on the advice of one of Maggie’s Twitter pals, we couldn’t leave without paying homage to this delight:
For those who don’t know the tale of Greyfriar’s Bobby, he was a little Skye terrier who supposedly guarded the grave of his owner for 14 years in the 19th century. The statue is Edinburgh’s smallest listed building and a beautiful tribute to a story that wonderfully illustrates the unconditional love we are fortunate enough to share with our canine companions. Sadly I don’t expect Maggie or Rusty would have the patience to stay by my grave for so long; they’d be away after the first person who comes along brandishing a dog biscuit.
I was desperate to find a Highland cow on my adventures in Scotland as I would love to paint one in the near future- however the only one I could find wasn’t particularly obliging.
There’s lots more I wanted to share with you but as my computer is having some sort of a nervous breakdown I will save it all for another time.