‘RESCÁTAME’: pinturas,esculturas y poemas con un mensaje. El mensaje es: ¡ visita un refugio y rescata a un perro!
The paintings are based on dogs I’ve met in the refuges and abandoned on the streets here in Tenerife.
The aim is to get people to think about the plight of these abandoned dogs, show that there can be a better future for them, and to motivate people to do something. The message is: visit a refuge and rescue a dog!
Art Nikki Attree -Words By Nikki and Richard Attree
THE DOG ON THE WALL (WHO I AM?) – EL PERRO EN LA PARED (¿QUIÉN SOY?)
I’m looking at the dog on the wall
(and I’m thinking …)
Why does he look so small?
He should be larger than life.
I’m looking at the dog in the frame
(and I’m thinking …)
He’s trapped in there – what a shame!
He should just dig his way out.
I’m looking at the dog on the wall
(and I’m thinking …)
He shouldn’t be there at all!
He should be running, jumping, sniffing.
I’m looking at the dog on the wall
(and I’m thinking …)
Who am I?
EL PERRO EN LA PARED (¿QUIÉN SOY?)
(y pienso …)
¿Porque parece tan pequeño?
Debería de ser más grande que en la realidad.
Miro al perro en el marco
(y pienso …)
Está atrapado allí, ¡qué vergüenza!
Él debería de escarbar para salir de ahí.
Miro al perro en la pared
(y pienso …)
¡Él no debería estar allí en absoluto!
Debería estar corriendo, saltando, olfateando.
Miro al perro en la pared
(y pienso …)
¿Quién soy?
MY MESSAGE 2 U
MY MESSAGE 2 U
I know my way round an iBone
And into your head, heart, and phone.
I know about SmellMail, and Wiffy,
This is the real me – not a selfish selfie.
I’m Man’s Best Friend, and your friend for life.
You’ll laugh more, live longer, with me around.
I need you and you need me …
This is my message to U !
WHAT DOES HE KNOW ABOUT YOU …
He stares at you,
with a sardonic half-grin.
An in-yer-face face.
What does he know about you?
You drown in his eyes.
His ears are like radar.
You can’t hide from a dog.
What does he know about you?
His nostrils twitch
at an un-sniffed smell.
You can’t hide from a dog,
He’ll sniff out the Real You!
LO QUE SABES DE TI …
Te mira
Con una sonrisa medio sardónica.
¿Qué sabe él de ti?
Te ahogas en sus ojos.
Sus oídos son como el radar.
No puedes esconderte de un perro.
¿Qué sabe él de ti?
El hocico se retorcía
No te puedes esconder de un perro
¡El verdadero tú, él olerá!
‘RECYCLE ME’
‘RECYCLE ME’
I’m a conceptual dog,
With a message.
Look inside me …
I’m stuffed with thoughts.
I’m a disposable dog,
Use once and throw away.
Made of plastic you don’t need,
Recycle Me!
¡ Recíclame !
Soy un perro conceptual
Con un mensaje.
Mira dentro de mí …
Estoy relleno de recuerdos.
Soy un perro desechable
De usar y tirar.
Hecho de plástico que no necesitas,
recíclame!
WHY – POR QUE
I am Not The Problem
LOST IN THE CITY – PERDIDO EN LA CIUDAD
LOST IN THE CITY
You didn’t even say goodbye!
Now I’m alone.
What did I do wrong?
Why didn’t you love me?
Every car that passes, I hope it’s you …
To take me home.
Now the pavements, and the neon lights,
Are my only shelter.
PERDIDO EN LA CIUDAD
¡Ni siquiera me dijiste adiós!
Ahora estoy solo.
¿qué hice mal?
¿por qué no me amaste?
Cada coche que pasa, espero que seas tú…
Para llevarme a casa.
Ahora las calles y las luces de neón, Son mi único refugio.
PODENCO IN SHADOW – PODENCO EN SOMBRA
RESCUE ME – RESCÁTAME
RESCUE ME
There are too many of me
Don’t you see?
Set me free
To be me
Rescue me
RESCÁTAME
Hay demasiados como yo
¿no lo ves?
Libérame
Para ser yo
Rescátame
FREE AS A BIRD – Libre como un pájaro
FREE AS A BIRD
I’m dreaming of freedom
to be free as a bird.
To run, to jump, to play …
To dance, to woof, to fly …
Why? Why not?
Libre como un pájaro
Estoy soñando con la libertad
Ser libre como un pájaro.
Para correr, para saltar, para jugar …
Para bailar, para ladrar, para volar …
¿por qué? ¿por qué no?
LEAVING – Me voy
LEAVING
I’m dreaming of leaving
to be as free as a bird.
Why am I leaving …?
The hands reach out for me
to grab me, pull me back …
Why?
Me voy
Estoy soñando con irme
Ser libre como un pájaro.
¿por qué me voy …?
Las manos se acercan a mí
Para agarrarme, detenerme..
¿por qué?
This is Not a Bone…
DOG 1 (Doubtful): “So, this is not a bone?”
DOG 2 (Angry): “In that case I’m gonna moan!”
DOG 3 (Explaining): “The humans call it Art”
DOG 1 “And I’m gonna play a part?”
DOG 2 “To me it looks like a fake!”
DOG 3 “Art for Art’s sake, Bone’s for Dogs’ Sake”
DOG 1 “Maybe I’m a little bit thick?”
DOG 2 “And I’ve got a bone to pick!”
MELTING DRY
I bleed words
they don’t understand,
craft stories with my tail,
epics with the pillows
I stomped the ground with
so much even the grass
gave up on me.
How can this belt
around my neck
be invisible to them
but carry the weight
of lifetimes to me.
I hung my heart on the line
hoping the colours
they carry underneath their skin
see mine drying up
in the very air that I breathe.
The only thing I have left.
– Poem by Natasha Moskaljov https://www.natashamoskaljov.com/
HOMELESS – Sin Hogar
Dog: I was homeless, wandering the streets.
Lost, starving, without a friend in the world.
But he gave me a home – in his arms,
And he saved my life.
Man: I was homeless, at the end of the road,
At death’s door, about to kick the bucket.
But I found my Man’s Best friend,
And he saved my life.
Sin Hogar
Perro: Yo estaba sin hogar, paseando por las calles.
Perdido, hambriento, sin un amigo en el mundo.
Pero él me dió un hogar – en sus brazos
Y él me salvó la vida.
Hombre: Yo estaba sin hogar, al final de la carretera,
A la puerta de la muerte, a punto de morir.
Pero encontré a mi mejor amigo del hombre
Y él me salvó la vida
BEHIND BARS – Detrás de las rejas
I may be behind bars
But I am still alive.
I’m a prisoner, but I won’t starve.
They do their best here,
But I want to be free …
And I can’t leave without your help.
Detrás de las rejas
Puedo estar entre rejas
Pero sigo vivo.
Soy prisionero, pero no moriré de hambre.
Aquí hacen lo mejor que pueden,
Pero quiero ser libre …
Y no puedo irme sin tu ayuda.
REFLECTIONS
Look at this painting …
Come closer …
Look at the reflection.
Much closer …
Do you see another one?
Even closer….
Reflections within reflections.
See what I mean?
Reflexiones
Mira esta pintura …
Acércate …
Mira la reflexión.
Acércate más …
¿ves algo más?
Acércate aún más ….
Reflexiones dentro de reflexiones.
¿ves lo que quiero decir?
RECYCLE ME’
Why is it that every other commercial on TV has a dog in it? Because the appeal of Man’s Best Friend is powerful and enduring. As an artist, and a dog lover, I’ve long been fascinated by this universal appeal and my clients often commission me to paint portraits of their pooch.
But I’ve always been saddened by the cruelty Man can inflict on his Best Friend and for the past ten years I’ve been helping the local refuges to publicise the problems. Now I’m hoping to raise awareness of the issues with my paintings of rescue dogs: ‘RESCUE ME!’
Each painting is accompanied by a short poem (co-written with my husband, the writer: Richard Attree).
The aim is to show that there can be a better future for these abandoned dogs and to motivate people to do something. The message is: visit a refuge and rescue a dog!
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