RESCUE ME! – paintings and poems – with a message …


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!

 

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 !

 

 

 

RESCUE ME

Rescue me

Rescue Me

There are too many of me
Don’t you see?

Set me free
To be me
Rescue me

I am Not The Problem

 

 

Lost in The City


LOST IN THE CITY

You didn’t even say goodbye

Now I am 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

 

 

THE DOG ON THE WALL (WHO I AM?)

who am I

THE DOG ON THE WALL (WHO I AM?)

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?

HOMELESS

homeless

Homeless

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.

BEHIND BARS

Behind Bars

 

BEHIND BARS

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.

 

 

Reflections

reflections low res

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?

More to be uploaded soon

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