My Latest Project

Part I: His Woodness

The wound is healing nicely, and he doesn't seem to be in much pain. The stitches are scheduled to come out next Thursday if everything continues to progress as well as it has. I honestly think he's had more trouble adjusting to the cone around his head than the loss of his leg. He gets around really well, but his movements these last few days suggest to me that he may be experiencing some muscle soreness as his body adapts to hopping around on only three legs.

He looks good, whether he's feeling it or not.

I'm thankful his physical condition has not been much cause for concern these last few days. I am, however, a little upset by his demeanor. I made the mistake of reading about amputation and the recovery process online, and it was mentioned that dogs sometimes go through a bout of depression after surgery.  I don't know if that's what is going on here, or if I'm just over-analyzing his behavior. I didn't even know dogs could be depressed. He's just not his usual Woodness, but I suppose that's to be expected after a major operation like he's had. If nothing else, his appetite is as big as ever, and that gives me peace of mind. 

On a sidenote, tomorrow is Wood's ninth birthday. :)

Part II: The Project

What I've got in the works.

As some of you may have noticed, 2012 has been a big year for my family and me. With that in mind, I decided I wanted to commemorate some memorable moments by painting a quilt. I learned when I was younger how to sew, crochet, and embroider, but never how to quilt, so I'll just have to hit the canvas instead.

Fortunately, I happened to have six 8x10 canvases on hand, and I thought they'd serve well as patches. I painted each a different color, and the first event I chose to memorialize was my dad's heart transplant. I didn't think to take pictures of the design process, which was really pretty simple, but I will try to remember to do that on my next piece. 

Spoiler alert.

Patch #1: the finished piece.

Right now, I am in the beginning stages of patch #2, which will symbolize my time at the South Bend Museum of Art, as well as the things I learned in my painting classes with Katherine Schmidt and David Lester Learn (both fantastic artists). I'm kind of going for a gritty, comic-book style with this series of paintings, so hopefully that will translate on the canvas when all is said and done. I think I'll just try and have some fun with it in the meantime. :)

More later...

500 sq.ft. of Awesome

I think, for my first entry, some introductions are in order.

I'll start with Woodstock (a.k.a. Wood, Woody, Dog, etc.):

In all his splendor.

Wood and I have been friends a long time. He was given to me by my mom for my fifteenth birthday. Being the fattest of his litter, he was the clear choice for me, and as soon as he was old enough, mom brought him home with her one evening after work. We've shared many a misadventure since then, and after bouncing around the continental U.S. for the last five years, we've finally settled down in Chicago, Illinois.

The photo above is one of my favorites of him, and even though it's only a few months old, it's a tad misleading. Shortly after moving to Chicago, Wood developed a limp which we later discovered was caused by a malignant bone tumor. To prevent the cancer from spreading, we decided to go ahead and get his right foreleg amputated. He's in the recovery process now, and I'll be sure to follow-up on his progress in subsequent entries. 

Home from the hospital on October 6. Happy birthday to me. :)

But enough about Woodstock. It's time to introduce Phillip (a.k.a. Pil-lip, Pip, Pipop, etc.):

Phil and Phil's hair.

Phil's my sweetheart, my boyfriend, my best guy, and a number of other things (most of them flattering). Originally from South Korea, he and his family immigrated to the United States when he was nine or ten years old. By the time Woody and I stumbled upon him, he'd been living in Charleston, South Carolina for a number of years, and the rest, as they say, is history...almost three years of history to be semi-accurate...

Maybe Phil's intro is a little underwhelming after Wood's, but my fingers are getting tired and I still have one person left to introduce, so forgive the brevity. These people (yes, Dog's a person) are the cohabitants of my 500 sq.ft. slice of Heaven (pictured below), and my purpose in sharing them with you is to provide some faces to go with the names that will likely resurface again and again and again.

The living room/bedroom (a.k.a the only room).

And that leaves only one: yours truly. If you don't know already, my name is Kirste, but I'll talk about myself plenty in entries to come. Suffice it to say that, since moving to Chicago, I've become a student (sometimes), a painter (other times), and a live-in girlfriend/chef/maid (at all times). 

I think that about sums it up. More later...