Friday, May 6, 2011

on wyeth, old dogs and contentment

“Master Bedroom,” a 1965 watercolor by Andrew Wyeth.



















he did this more than once,
painted his dog
sleeping —
head cradled tenderly on pillows,
thin haunches sinking gratefully
into the bed's warm hollow,
breath rising and falling 
to the rhythm of 
a quiet wheezing.

he did this more than once —
painted his dog,
content.

"Night Sleeper", 1979, Andrew Wyeth


13 comments:

Kay L. Davies said...

A wonderful Wyeth watercolor, and a contended dog. Can't find a much better combination than that.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

Elizabeth said...

I love that painting -- it's sad and peaceful at once --

le blÖg d'Ötli said...

Beautiful.

B. Meandering said...

You can see the love he had for the dog in his painting.

I have always found this picture soothing/comforting.

ayala said...

Beautiful,Leslie.

S. Etole said...

Andrew Wyeth is a personal favorite ... your words depict these paintings well.

Loree said...

You have captured the essence of the paintings perfectly.

ELK said...

arent they just lovely ... it is so true.. mine is too old for the bed now , stays on the floor...

lilylovekin said...

The line"thin haunches sinking gratefully" and the first picture remind me so much of my little Lily ( who left us last summer)-she use to curl up on my pillow and take naps what a wonderful memory. Thanks

emily wierenga said...

your writing leaves me breathless, leslie. absolutely beautiful.

♥ w o o l f ♥ said...

peace and tranquility. and love.
n♥

Deborah Carr said...

This has brought such a tender smile to my face this morning...my own golden girl is now 13, aging, deaf, eyesight failing her...but I often gaze upon her when she is curled in restful sleep, my heart so full and wondering how it can hold so much love, and wondering how that same heart will survive when she is gone.

Andreas said...

such peace as this moves slowly, seeps into our being with a delectable sweetness. is there a dog in your life, Leslie?