My old good dog Zak who went everywhere with me on my early adventures as a young artist.
This is a drawing of Zak minding the srtworl in my 1st gallery in 1986, Richmond Virginia.
My old pal Pete and his 3 legged poodle ,Lucy.
I finally got this painting back and it’s hanging in my house.
I had to go to Conneticut to get it from a framer I left it with in L.A. years ago, and it’s still unframed.
I had a companion piece to this which was stolen by a prominent real estate developer in Palm Springs, CA.
I don’t know if I’ll ever see that one again, she called the sherriff on me for trying to retrieve it.
The lesson here is… don’t underestimate the value of your work, powerful people will go to great lengths to steal good art, make them pay for it.