A few years ago I painted The Owl and the Pussycat, a scene after the whimsical Edward Lear poem by the same name.
I was always a little sorry that I sold that first painting, and vowed to try it again one day.
The opportunity came up recently, when I was asked to do the painting again as a commission piece.
It's always hard to replicate a painting that you've done before, because you can never get your head back into that very same place! So instead, I tried to make this one different- and better- concentrating on the tenderness between the elegant fowl and his furry lover. I was happy with the way it came out.
If you are not familiar with the poem, shame on you! And here goes....
|The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
They took some honey,
and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
|The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"
|Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant
How charmingly sweet you sing!
Oh! let us be married;
too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows;
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand on the edge of the sand
They danced by the light of the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.