spike

"spike asleep on the NY times" acrylic, collage, cement on paper. 101 x 70 cm. 1987 artist's collection

spike (1980 - 2000) was my friend and companion for 20 years. he had a voracious appetite, hence, his nickname: maggot.
a good day for the maggot was to roll out of bed around noon, devour a can of catfood, snack on a bag of doritos washed down with a budweiser in the afternoon (he would not drink imports), nap, woof a plate of filet mignon for dinner, then hang out with me in my studio until the wee hours, snacking on chocolate chip cookies, milk, left-over spaghetti, and anything else he could get his paws on. to him, snow was kitty litter falling from the sky. he's still in my dreams.