Cats — George and Gilbert

Cats

Gilbert on a lap with a book, April 2021

Twenty photographs of Gilbert across a Thursday in April. Reading is happening, slowly. The lap is the actual subject of the set.

George leaps across the sunlit windowsill. Gilbert observes from a cushion, sage and unmoved. Spring movement on one side; commentary on the other.

Seven photographs for Easter Caturday. George commits to the cream bedding — gazing upward, paws relaxed, dignity intact, just.

George flat on white bedding for Good Friday, eyes shut, content. The bank holiday programme: undisturbed.

George on his back on white bedding: ginger paws in the air, batting a small toy. Four photographs of the same one-cat circus.

George stretched on white bedding, ginger paws extended, looking up at the camera. The Caturday programme proceeds to schedule.

Eight photographs of the moggies variously claiming the lap. Sleepy faces, content cats. The lap, for the duration, is permanent.

George curled on white bedding, looking down with a calm appraisal. Three photographs, all variants of the same considered pose.

Gilbert in his favourite cardboard box: tabby, green eyes, paws tucked. The box is unchanged. The cat is loyal.

Fourteen photographs, including George crouched over a yellow magazine on cream bedding. Caesar nowhere in sight. The Ides pass without incident.