"Hot Dog #1" -- oil on canvas 6x6" -- Margie Guyot
A diversion from the sweets for a little while! Who doesn't like a good ol' dawg? Up north here in Michigan, we're still enduring remnants of winter: dark, gloomy skies, snow, drizzle, etc. Yesterday afternoon was so dark, the hot dog looked very gray-looking. Not at all appetizing. Well, to start with, the dawg itself wasn't so great. I was using one of the ultra-cheapies from Meijer's. They were $1 a pound. I'd bought them 2 months ago to throw to the semi-tame possums. They looked SO pitiful out in the snow, snuffling for fallen sunflower seeds. They really loved hot dogs, though! In fact, if I saw them out in the yard, I'd yell, "Possum!" and they actually would come running to get their dawg. Nothing quite so funny as a little possum with a weenie hanging out of its mouth, bounding through the deep snow!
So back to this particular hot dog. I had to make it look fatter and more reddish. For lack of a better idea yesterday, I just zig-zagged on a line of yellow mustard. But I plan on doing more interesting combinations in the future.
When I finished painting, I broke off a piece of the bun and gave it to Henny Penny, my studio chicken. She loved it. But when I threw the rest of it into the chicken coop, the chickens remained on their roosts, peering down at it with suspicion: what the devil was THIS? Nobody moved.
Having finished cleaning up my painting mess, I snuck back into the coop area to take a peek. Oh yes -- the hot dog was long gone! I wonder if their eggs will taste like hot dogs in a few days?