A dog baptized in stink, the only way to truly feel alive.
It’s an odd feeling not getting to share new memories with someone you loved. Letting go isn’t conditioned into humans, it’s a feat of strength. I miss my dog so much. I hope we shared a fulfilling life together.
There lies the fine line. I want to commemorate the time that we shared. I also don’t want to become a stagnating totem of bereavement.
My happy medium is showing others his minxy charm. He was a total dweeb.
Infinity Pine
He’s Coming Right For Us!
Patti
part of my dog portrait series
Baka
part of my dog portrait series
Pepper
part of my dog portrait series
Bryce
part of my dog portrait series.
Pitaya Dulce
Take Me Back to the Mountains
A wild Frida appeared!
Daydreaming about catching my favorite artists…