First came the dog, followed by the junkyard. As the dog progressed on my work table, I started seeing his personality come to life. I recollected the song made famous by Jim Croce called Bad, Bad Leroy Brown. The chorus reads: “and he’s bad, bad Leroy Brown, the baddest man in the whole damn town, badder than old King Kong, meaner than a junkyard dog“. So, my dog became the junkyard dog and therefore, once he was finished, I started making his junkyard. My thoughts as to the size of the dog: a guy intent on breaking in the junkyard is suddenly faced with a ferocious, mean old dog… that guy runs off, gets drunk, and later tells his buddies the dog was 10 feet tall.
The dog is made from a hard rubber buoy, his head is some sort of rusted metal funnel with part of a wind chime for his nose, long screws with toggle bolts form his legs, a piece off a candle holder for his tail, various other miscellaneous things, and his drool is hot glue that I let dribble down. I made the junkyard from some vintage masonite real estate signs for the base, a toy car that I ripped apart, the block wall is a piece of wood I painted to look like slump stone, the bars on the gate (that swings open) are from an old wind chime. This piece was made in January, 2026. ~SueBee


