I make no secret about the fact that I love Yellow Brick Home pet portraits. I love them more than wine and shoes combined. True story.
It all started with our first painting. The one of the boys, from my viewpoint (me looking down and them looking up). My dynamic duo, forever together on hot pink.
Then came Melvin’s portrait, earlier this year. Commissioned prior to the cancer diagnosis but arriving before we lost him. I had one request: capture his Eeyore face. Kim nailed it (doy). I hold this painting, clutched to my chest, daily. The happiest sad-face I’ve ever loved.
After Melvin died, I knew I needed to complete the collection. When you lose something so great, you create balance wherever possible. So I ordered a YBH painting of Jake. When talking to Kim, I tried to explain to her that since losing Melvin, there was a vulnerability in Jake’s eyes. I said maybe she’d see, maybe she’d think I’m cray.
And where to put these treasures? That was easy. Although Melvin can no longer greet me at the door, the moment I walk into the house, I’m reminded of my little family in other ways.