INTERIORS AND STILL LIFE: RED CAT

Sunday, January 23, 2011

RED CAT

RED CAT CIRCLES, SIZING UP HER PREY

ACRYLIC ON WOOD PANEL - 5" X 7" - (C)BRUCEDOCKER,2010

SHE WAITS UNTIL I AM NOT PAYING ATTENTION.
THEN SHE SLIPS BETWEEN MY FEET, ATTEMPTING TO TRIP ME.

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HOW I AM THE WAY I AM

I come from a long line of artists. My father drew the original series of cigarette smoking woodpeckers used in all traditional tattoo shops today. My maternal grandmother was a professional artist who could paint the highlights of a vase with the devastation of a paper cut to the eye. And of course my grandfather was the infamous paint-by-numbers artist and rumrunner of Kansas City in the 1940’s. I have tried to combine all I learned from them into a cohesively rambling style.

My formal training includes years of study with the Canadian art God, John Nagy, developer of the audacious Learn to Draw Kit. We met every Tuesday afternoon at 3:30.

Believing in total respect for my materials I once used an entire box of Crayola 64’s without breaking a single crayon, I covered my driveway in Scotch tape to protect my sidewalk chalk drawings from the rain, and the linen of my canvas is made only from the wool of free range sheep.