He’s not a cartoon cat, not a photo-realistic cat, not a real cat (he’s wearing a plumed hat and a pleated ruff!)
What he is, is all-seeing, all-knowing, soulful-eyed, serious-for-the-moment essence-of-cat. And just looking at him soothes my stress, calms my nerves, makes me smile.
He’s the cover of a picture book. Don’t you just love him?
He's Fred Marcellino's Puss in Boots. I was fortunate to see him (Puss) in the original in the Downtown Library's extensive and breathtaking exhibit, The Art of Fred Marcellino, in 2007. It was the first book cover I remember seeing with no text -- it was, and is, very powerful. It compelled me to look inside and see what the title was, who the cat was. Marcellino once said that the cat grew and grew until there was no room left for anything else...... He must have had a cat.
Wish he were still here, painting cats.