The other day I made this substitute dog to keep me company in the studio. It’s made out of a saw horse and a sand bag and wine soaked crate from out in front of the Lorimer Street liquor store and a stuffed squirrel dog toy tail. Bailey would have been 15 yesterday, if she was still with us. I made a quick drawing of her licking her paws on her last day and I’ve been working over it off and on ever since…. It’s wine soaked as well. Something about death is like a broken bottle spilling out all the good stuff and you are left with nothing buy shattered glass, or ashes.
