Jig Saw Puzzle

Routine in the morning, sometimes noontime!, has changed...usually I open the back door to the Porch, and Maya my dog runs to me, jumps up on me, and we do a morning greeting happy dance...then I retrieve her red and silver metal food bowl from the Porch, and it's play time...Maya harries my ankles, nearly tripping me, as I trundle through the kitchen to the bucket with her dry food which sits on a stool in the utility room...canned food is thereabout too in the utility sink...while I fill the red and silver bowl, Maya leaves off my ankles to explore the house, looking for something, anything, anyone, to grab hold of...I have doors closed, and warnings out, so she usually doesn't find much, and returns to me out on the porch, where I set her red and silver bowl down, and she begins to eat while I fill her silver water bowl, and I leave her, closing back up the back kitchen door to the porch...

and this routine has all changed because of the Jig Saw Puzzle...now I put the dry food in a little bowl, grab a canned food, and squeeze through the back kitchen door to the Porch, and the meet and greet is as before...but no more exploring the house!...Maya is not to eat my Jig Saw Puzzle!...hmmph...

the notion of building a plastic model kit or two, to get into the routine of sitting in one place and doing hand and eye detail work, which will lead to doing small watercolor paintings, changed a bit when I sighted Jig Saw Puzzles in the Target toy section, and thought, 'that'll work too!'...and indeed it does, in spite of sore back, neck, and fear of Maya!...doing the puzzle is a lot like painting, and without the anxiety of messing up, though it has its annoyances!!!...and if Maya gets to it, as the new routine doesn't always work, not entirely without stress!

on rainy days we'd often set up the card table and do a Jig Saw Puzzle...getting the card table kicked in that memory...wish I'd thought of getting a card table, and a folding chair, when I was in the Valley!...I was always lamenting I had no where to paint and fiddle, no table space of my own...but that was all I needed!...could have set up outside under the Black Oaks and Cedars...and gotten a lamp...

Lamp was a big expense...eighty bucks with extra bulbs...and a reluctant expenditure after buying a dog ramp for Maya to climb into the White Truck's pick up bed...ramp was like 70 bucks...tried it out, but Maya slipped right out of her harness again before the effort even started...I don't know what to do about the harnesses...Maya's chest is like an egg...a steep taper to the front, and from the middle, a more shallow taper to the back...harness straps should be around the shallow taper behind the mid point...but the straps are more like AT the mid point, just behind her upper front legs, her shoulders...and what seems to happen is she throws her front legs forward, narrowing her shoulders and chest as with a shrug...pulls backwards, and slick as can be she's free of the harness...very glad I haven't taken her on walks, as I thought I had harnesses on okay...hmmph...

she watches me through the glass door window,
sometimes jumping up the window,
and watches, and sleeps, and dreams,
a puzzle...

The puzzle I got is Thomas Kincaid's "Rock of Salvation"...don't know but there's something to envy of artists whose works become Jig Saw Puzzles!

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Published on Nov 21, 2013

I was struck, recently, by the gospel music phrase "the rock of salvation" and suddenly felt myself challenged to present the phrase in one of my prints. Rock of Salvation will be the last creation in my Seaside Memories series. Though watching the "sun set" over this seven-year series of works is nostalgic and slightly bittersweet, I look forward to the "sunrise" of a new coastal series in the near future.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTJ6O8tqsEE

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Link is to youtube clip of Kincaid giving a talkabout about the painting...each detail being emblematic...

:)

DavidDavid