Let me start by admitting that the reason I work alone is because I am a diva. Well that felt good, but of course any one who knows me knows that’s no secret. But the Diva that I refer to here is that little black cat, Liz. If you’ve been keeping up you’ll know that the little………… cat …………………. sorry I was trying to come up with some PG adjectives for her. I failed.
you weren’t busy were you??
is this seat taken??
Long story short, she’s been confined to my studio during the daylight hours for the sake of the Hummingbirds and Barn Swallows.
She doesn’t seem to mind. In fact I usually have to wake her up and kick her out at night.
I decided to try and exploit her for some photos of my little cat food dishes. Anyone who’s ever hosted a cat knows that they are the masters of exploitation, so try to stop laughing long enough to see the results. I started by offering food, the good stuff!
OH YUMMY! WET CAT FOOD!!
You know, it’s rude to watch people eat.
That was a start, what else ya got
She made quick work of the food and moved on.
What’s in this one?
A clean cat is a happy cat, you don’t mind a few hundred black cat hairs on your white background.
Oh wait I missed a spot
Well, after a snack and a bath she was bored with the whole thing, and sauntered off. I kept shooting the pottery and just as I was finishing up, she waltzed back onto my table and settled in for a nap. So I started putting dishes in front of her and clicked away with my camera, and after all that I got my picture.
If you’d like an autographed copy just contact me.