Oils on Canvas. 160cms or so x 100 or so.
My best friend.
And his best friend, Scotch the dog, who died in 2005.
Not life sized as Tim is after all, huge.
Ah, Tim. Such a gentle soul at heart. Part marshmallow, part terminator. An excellent fellow. This would be his wedding present.
Next to Tim Scotch, his dog and companion for many years.
Tim wanted him to have glowing eyes and I obliged. But after Scotch died, I took the piece back and repainted his eyes their original chocolate brown dopey loving doggy-ness.
I raise my glass of red cordial to you, Tim, and to the memory of the dopiest and coolest alcoholic dog yet to chew the seat off a new motor-cycle.
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” — Anais Nin