
I love these pages and looking at them again after a couple of months makes me wish for the soft light of autumn and consider getting back into full glorious color painting again.

I survived my insomnia and Joe his dose of poison.

This page is old, made back in late Fall, when I could not see my breath but could feel my fingertips. This scan does not capture how lovely my colors can be.
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My dear departed Lily, a brown standard (and friend of Tess, Julie''s dear departed) also ate mouse/rat poison, stationed in front of a kitchen cabinet, at a friend's house. I didn't notice her eating it; my friend, who has no pets of any kind, did. Off to Oradell Animal Hospital we sped. Lily survived her nasty snack.
Posted by: ann dermansky | January 24, 2007 11:39 AM
I love your paintings of the park Danny. It's 11 years since I was last in NYC and these pictures induced a real pang of homesickness (or maybe that should be farawaysickness?) for your fabulous city.
And I'm glad to hear that Joe survived his poisoning!
Posted by: helenlp
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January 24, 2007 11:43 AM
Lovely.
Makes me want to take a DEEEP breath...
The autumn landscape, not the rat poison.
Posted by: fern | January 24, 2007 12:37 PM
I know that you didn't mean the Exterminator spent the rest of the day at the vet being forced to vomit and eat charcoal...but that is the way I read it to begin with and that sounds like a perfect punishment to fit the crime of putting poison down where the dogs live. What was he thinking, DUH?
Posted by: Kelley | January 24, 2007 04:50 PM
Your art and words are so inspiring - I've recently ordered your Every Day Matters book and can't wait to receive it. Thanks for reminding me why I got into the business of illustration in the first place. So many rules are put into your head when you work on one assignment after another, and it's hard to shake those off when drawing on your own again. Thanks for helping out that process!
ps I am sure someone has asked you this already, but do you pencil sketch first, or go right in with ink?
Posted by: Paige Keiser | January 24, 2007 05:13 PM
It was 1962, Debbie was a beautiful white hamster with fetching pink eyes. Sadly we did not find her till after the D-Con had done it deadly deed.
I am so happy to hear Joe avoided this fate. Long live well loved hamsters!!
Posted by: Linda | January 24, 2007 05:57 PM
Cool Images. Really like your "Insomniac Oats" bowl.
Posted by: Terry Banderas | January 25, 2007 09:51 AM
I'm glad that Joe is okay. Dogs are family members and when something happens to them the family balance is messed up. If my little Calvin accidentally got into mouse poison, I would be in hysterics.
Posted by: Monica Kelley | January 25, 2007 03:55 PM
These colors appear vivid, especially the blues, so I wonder what the original looks like.
Posted by: zawadi | January 25, 2007 07:12 PM