Farting Dog
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This is another "way too
nice" portrait of a toy poodle that my mother owned while I was growing up whose name
was "Pepe." Mom would feed Pepe chopped steak while I was given TV dinners! The
little fuck hated me from the moment our eyes met (with good reason) and the feeling was
more than mutual. The little rat never stopped its incessant yapping, so when mom left I
would kick the SHIT out of him until he cowered in a corner, shivering and panting in
terror. God, how I miss my little Pepe.
Farting Dog, 1990
Water Color and gouache on paper, 29" x 36"
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This is another "way too
nice" portrait of a toy poodle that my mother owned while I was growing up whose name
was "Pepe." Mom would feed Pepe chopped steak while I was given TV dinners! The
little fuck hated me from the moment our eyes met (with good reason) and the feeling was
more than mutual. The little rat never stopped its incessant yapping, so when mom left I
would kick the SHIT out of him until he cowered in a corner, shivering and panting in
terror. God, how I miss my little Pepe.