"You are not going to be happy with your Itty Bitty One," Steve began but White Dog cut him off with a look and a paw on my chest to force my focus toward her.
"You are an artist, momma," WD said. "an insightful and appreciative one. " "Oh, this is bad ," I thought.
"I want you to consider what you are about to see a diptych work. Two individual pieces of art that combine to reveal a larger truth. In this case, a study of innocent joy and deconstructivist angst. Think beyond your immediate visceral response."
"Oh man, WD. I am going to have to cut off your philosophy of art subsciption. Just show me."
|Zsofia's portrait now hangs on the fireplace with the WDA and coincidentially overlooks Part 2 of the Master Work.|
|Part 2: the hole my darkest white dog artist decided would add interest and value to my beloved persian carpet. Chewed by her ownself.|