I’ve had to step away from my creative work for a little while because Kira, my great dane, was very ill, and finally passed away about a month ago. Now, some people will understand what a heartbreaking event this has been, but to anyone who finds themselves saying, “so what, it’s just a dog”, well I have to say that you are “just an idiot”.
I spent some time at my easel about a week and a half before Kira died, so these are the last paintings I worked on while she was still alive.
So how to move on? Any suggestions?
I guess you just do. You pick up the brushes and squeeze paint out of the tubes and fling it at the canvas, despite grief, anguish or bitter anger. You find new projects to get involved with, and the day passes, and then a week, and then four.
So godspeed to you my Kira girl, may you run free in whatever Rainbow Bridge dog heaven there may be. It was a privilege to have been able to participate in your too-brief life, and I’ll never forget you, as long as I live.
“Every atom of me and every atom of you will live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams.” (Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials)