Sunday 5 May 2013

Fluffy the Pocket Dog...the Strongman's Pet?








Pocket Beagle to the right
Pocket Pomeranian lower left
Pocket Pit-Bulls below.



Aren't these guys just to cute?

We used to have a dog. He was a great dog, "Sneakers" was his name. We as a family all have good memories of sneakers. He was a Heinz Ketchup mix with mostly wiener dog DNA. He loved the kids and endured practically anything including playing dress-up! The kids loved him, playing with him endlessly and when all were tired, cuddling, napping and sleeping in a pile. It was fantastic.

My character for the "Throne of Swords" has shown, by his bumbling, inconsistent leadership and lifestyle, to be somewhat of a clown. A sad clown. The consequences of his bad decisions and choices as a leader are obviously very sad, to us on the outside, so wrong. Certainly, when we begin to understand him, not funny at all. Possibly something like the twist on my "Foxy David" sculpture. Where on the surface it looks like a fun piece and then comes the realization that there is more to this, and it's not funny. It's very serious and the consequences are very real and very sad. The consequences of King Saul's arbitrary decisions were also very real and very sad, for both himself and the nation.

To make him appear "clownish" I am going to include dog. Not a huge imposing pit-bull type, which would be normal for a man of an imposing and threatening reputation. No, I'm going to give him a "pocket" dog of some kind. Something opposite from his intended message. Him choosing to have a pocket dog would be kind of funny in that it's so out of context with his obvious character of threats and danger. But makes sense when you consider the many bad and weird decisions he's making in his leadership on a consistent basis. His decision to have a pocket dog, simply adding to the clownishness of his life.






Even the kind of pocket dog I choose will make a difference in the level of his clownishness. (Not sure if that's even a word!) The image of a strong-man on his iron throne of swords with a fluffy Pomeranian on his knee, growling and bearing his teeth is just hilariousness to me.

"They help each other and say to their companions, (no matter what size) "Be strong!"
Isaiah 41:6 

PS. With the winter extending longer than usual and spring coming so late, the birds are having trouble finding food. Every morning I come to my bird feeder and find it completely empty. What excitement ensues when I refill it as you see below. 












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