6/11/19 #118 thru #121 Four more tiny easel paintings

The final four.....the last tiny easel sized canvas projects, that is.  Three inch wrapped canvases, cute as buttons, so given my "childish" market recently, I painted cute as buttons subjects.  My favorite?  The fawn....last week this fawn was spotted under a tree planted at the corner of my next-door neighbor's house.  There he was, tucked up in a ball, in the mulch under a cedar tree between two houses in a quiet neighborhood.  We thought he was abandoned....gave him a little bowl of water and some baby cereal, which he didn't touch.  An internet search revealed hopeful information: a doe will leave their infant in a "safe" place during the day while they forage, the infant is without scent and thus safer alone than with their mother.  They return periodically to nurse their baby.  Sure enough, 2 days later the fawn had (hopefully) moved on with its mother.  The leafy-mulchy area was decidedly harder to paint than the fawn and I ended up just dabbing different shades of brown all over, then tan, then some green.

The two cats and the bird are taken from some free photos borrowed from the Pixel website.  Joe was a bit aghast that I should paint a cat other than Batman.  They turned out cute, but not as cute as Batman.  The close up cat looks much like our cat we had when the boys were young, "Charlie".  He was a great pet....and in this picture it would surely be identical to him if there were a snaggletooth on one side of his mouth.  The close up cat went down very easy, perhaps because he was familiar.  The basket cat was also fairly easy though, with the most time taken trying to get the basket to look like a basket without trying to paint each individual woven branch.  I finally just stopped trying.  Worst of the 4 projects was the bird....well, not the bird but the sky behind the bird.  I must have painted it 4 or 5 times, and again...just stopped trying.  I decided at the end that the sky looks like the bird is perched on a mountaintop tree branch, and there are miles and miles of free-space in the distance.