Asleep in the sunshine, dreaming of something nice to eat. My little cat spent most of her time in the garden asleep. She died aged eighteen but I'm sure I can still see her under a bush in a warm shady spot curled up in the sunshine, in the garden.
This illustration was made a few months ago but I thought it was a good one to put into this week's I F.
I've started painting again after a break of about a year, during which I've enjoyed working with mixed media illustrations. I'd forgotten how hard it is, both physically and mentally to create paintings on canvas and paper. At last I've finished two works for a couple of local shows. This is a small work on Arches paper called Flinders Beach.