I intentionally chose not to title this painting because everyone I speak about it with has a different interpretation, and it has never been my interpretation. Some simply see it as a cute painting, some feel it’s about curiosity, and for some it reminds them of their own gorgeous Great Dane or Dachshund.
I, however, have always thought of it as a sort of social commentary, like if these two can get along, then why can’t we be civil with each other? Why is our instinct to fear, mistrust, or stereotype those who are different from us? Do we have to sniff each other’s butts to recognize we’re all human?