“JACK”, The Cat
On my way home, I see some new posters showing Jack, The Cat. I can read “Jack the Cat is wanted”, for the third time. Apparently, Jack is a real master escapologist although he seems so calm and relaxed in the photograph, maybe brooding?. It is obvious that he has an independent and mountain-climber personality. Sometimes, when I am painting I keep looking at a thin and long, absolutely straight scar in my right forearm: it is a reminder of Bobby, a wonderful tiger-striped long-haired cat. It was my fault anyway. I also remember Isis, Pilar’s female cat and how, Ines’ one, named Byron, scared me: he was hidden behind a few paintings, all piled up against the wall. I am considering collecting posters showing pictures of lost cats, these have their very own aesthetics and seem to shape a strange subculture. Maybe, someday, I will be doing something with these posters…