By WR Jones
This painting of Wyoming cows was not convincing for Ramona. She, and a few others, thought those black areas looked like rocks. These shapes are probably fairly correct (I’d like to say they were absolutely correct, but as soon as a person saw all my other drawing errors, they would likely say, “horse shit”.) The back cow is getting up and they get up butt first, the middle cow is lying down, and the front cow is standing in a depression with head down feeding.
Ok, Ok, to demonstrate my commitment to the world of painting, I drove back to Wyoming to repaint this piece. I tracked down these very cows and asked them to recreate the pose. Luckily I had taped their positions during the first session. Knowing they were in demand as models, they raised their price. I had to give them some of that good Mexican grass I brought with me from California. All four of us enjoyed smoking it and I think it loosened us up a bit which made the piece more natural.
That front cow, I call her Ramona, stood like that for hours. Maybe that’s where the term stoned came from.
Here is the new cow: If you don’t like the look of her, maybe you should be raising sheep, pilgrim.