…that’s what this painting is really about.
The print that is!
This is a fundraiser for our Spring Art Tour. You can support our nonprofit group MHAAA (Mount Horeb Area Arts Association)–that pays for advertising (to promote the tour), a yearly art scholarship for a local high school student, and basically allows us to hold this Mount Horeb Area Spring Art Tour every year–just by purchasing this scene from a little dairy barn near Blanchardville.
The dog is Squirt, and she IS quality control for this farm. At milking time, she can be found trotting up and down the aisles, keeping all the girls in line while they’re being milked. If anybody’s out of line, she nimbly jumps up and nips them on the nose. All the girls watch her with eagle eyes as she trots by. When milking is over, the farmer goes and opens the door, and Squirt runs around and gets them all moving. She gets the first one to go out, then dances to and fro, herding every last cow out of that barn. The farmer just holds the door open. Don’t you wish your terrier was this well-trained??!! I do.
Quality Control was originally a 6ft x 5ft oil painting, done for a solo show The Lives of Farm Dogs, in 2005. It was easily the most popular painting of this sold-out (well except for Not From Around Here) show. The poster is a standard 16in x 20in size, which will fit into any 16x20in frame you can pick up inexpensively at Hobby Lobby, Lynn’s of Madison, or any of those big box stores that I don’t want to name but that sell everything really cheap.
Go get the Quality Control poster here!
Available this weekend at the Mount Horeb Fall Festival, the new Mount Horeb Spring Art Tour benefit poster, featuring Quality Control.
Stop by Saturday, Oct. 6, 9-5 or Sunday, Oct. 7, 10-4 and pick up one of these beautiful posters for only $15!! You’ll be benefiting our non-profit Spring Art Tour event held every June (2013 tour will be June 7-9, 2013: Fri-Sun, 10am-5pm daily).
And guess what?! We’ll be at booth #216 in the street in front of Olson’s Christmas House (near the corner of Main St & Third St.), which is right next to–get this–SJOLINDS CHOCOLATE HOUSE!!!
If you want your poster signed by the artist, I’ll be there. So come visit us (and Sjolinds of course), support The Mount Horeb Area Arts Association (that’s us Spring Art Tour artists), and get some awesome art for only $15!!
The story behind this scene (or what happened afterwards)
For this folio exchange, Hand, Eye, Bird, I took the literal approach (as usual). In fact this image is the first thing I thought of when I read about this folio. For me, there is no stare more intense than a predator focusing on it’s prey, and although that was not my intent (to feed a helpless, cute little chick to Dexter), it was clearly Dexter’s.
As you can read in the print, The handbook said…, I am doing just what is recommended, showing Dexter one of the chicks (out of the box full of chicks that I just brought home from the post office). I am telling Dexter: “Gentle, good boy!…Mama’s chick…gentle…good boy!….” which I’m sure he translated to “Blah, blah, blah good boy, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, good boy….” (I now realize that I was praising him for staring, “pointing” and anticipating the kill as he trembled with anticipation). He is vibrating here (as little terriers do), eyes growing wider and wider. What you don’t see in the print, is the split second after…. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Dexter had the chick’s head in his mouth! “NO!! Dexter!!! BAD boy!!!!” I shouted, and in the next instant, Dexter had opened his mouth and the chick’s head popped out (chick wasn’t harmed), and then Dex was cringing and trembling with fright that I’d yelled at him (which is SO Dexter). It all happened in seconds–so fast that the chick didn’t even blink an eye or register the fact that it was almost swallowed alive.
Another typical vignette of life on our farm. It is never boring when you live with terriers.
Man oh man does my studio stink! And that’s after the 3rd washing (1st washing down in barn). Came home from school/work to 2 skunked dogs. Evidently, on the walk tonight, Dexter raced after a skunk in the pasture above, Zuzu trailing behind. When Dex got within 1 foot of the critter, Pepé let loose with a huge cloud of spray (J, who was watching–and yelling–from below, said this huge cloud rose up out of the pasture), Dexter’s face got the point-blank direct hit.
Ran out of the good stuff, Outright Skunk Odor Eliminator, but after 3 washings Dexter’s bearable in the house. Zuzu just got lightly sprayed, so after washing she’s just fine. As you can see here she’s not too keen about sitting near Dexter in his aromatic state:
I’d like to say that the littles learned their lesson, but alas, this isn’t the first time Dexter’s gotten hit. You’d think “black thing with white stripe” would not be hard to distinguish and would be remembered/avoided…. Good thing I have a lot of work tonight, so the smell can dissipate for a few hours before we head up to bed.