Saturday, September 12, 2009

Feline Frescoes

Even back then I could tell that the cat we had as a kid growing up was a frustrated artist. Mittens was always the bohemian... cultured, picky, and a bit of a snob. She liked good food, choosy with the carpets she slept on, and was certainly more of a renaissance cat... I just thought her medium would be more Rodan than Monet. But, anyway, now I see from this latest book that felines have their own aesthetics. I guess we should have just bought the cat a brush, some oil paints, and an easel.

Who knew?

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