A Bunny Portrait
I never really knew what to call my very first rabbit. My family called him different things: Bunny, Bee-bee (‘baby’ in Cantonese), Buddy, Mr. Bunny. I called him Baby usually. Eventually I wanted to call him Snoopy, but it didn’t really stick since we all already had our own names for him; so I just usually called him Snoopy when I talked about him online.
He was a really quirky little rabbit, always obsessed with food (he stole a banana peel out of the garbage bin one day, and BOLTED with it in tow once I caught him!) and he was the only rabbit that I had that actually liked lying around the cool bathroom tiles in the hot summers. He was a smart cookie. His furry self has found his way into a lot of my drawings, took the lead in one of my old online comics, and has since been in a few paintings. I think he probably needs to be in more artwork, really. He was quite the handsome, cheeky little guy. The above portrait I painted a while back. I think I got the little gray tufts of fuzz on his head just about right. I miss that fuzzy head and giant floppy ears.