Shhh, sleeping cats.
Over the years I have often painted my cats.
I thought I’d post a few archive paintings of my much loved old moggies, (muses), in a variety of relaxed poses.
The last is a new arrival rescued with his sister, and settling in nicely.
A stray we adopted who liked to sleep in the greenhouse at Redmarley.
A Cornish cat and like all of them, a treasured studio companion.
A grey beauty.
Painted after he had a stroke and we nursed him back to health.
Adopted after I heard him calling at our back door one winter’s night in heavy rain. He liked to guard and watch over the youngest member of our family until she got older.
