About a week ago, I took a break from work around midnight and stepped outside to do some star gazing, a favorite pastime of mine. And near my front door, tucked into a corner of the wood siding, was a sleeping bumble. I couldn't resist of course and began to pat him. He stirred a little but went right back to his bumble sleep, maybe dreaming of a caress from a favorite lover. At one point he stretched his back leg out and kept it there for some time.
I did a couple of rough sketches and took some pics. And with a few more pats to his furry body, I went back to the studio, wishing him sweet dreams.
I finished this painting of my dear bumble just last week, hanging a vintage star inside to represent the star studded sky from that night. And because I used spacers, the chain "free floats" when you tilt the painting. It's titled, Dream Time.
I think I may have to keep this one.
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