This dog was very wet. I like to think that it had been enjoying a jolly good walk on the Heath, nearby. And yet: it looked glum as it walked slowly towards us.
The figure walking in front of us, on the right of the frame, is actually my wife H. (Now you know.)
I’m attempting a kind of canine reportage with these drawings: not dogs posing for the camera with big smiles but just going about their business.
This is the seventh and last picture in this series of Dogs of Hampstead. The series is itself part of my Outstagram project, in which I post here things (mostly visual) that I might previously have posted on Instagram.
Thank you for looking. Your attention is precious.
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