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Artist Notes:
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You don’t forget that sound. A Bluetick Coonhound doesn’t just move through the world — they announce themselves to it. Voice carried on the air, following a trail with complete certainty, as if they were always meant to be just a little farther out, just a little beyond where you stood. This piece was created with that distance in mind. Even on the rainbow bridge, there’s a sense of space — not separation, but expansion. As if they’ve simply followed the trail onward, their path stretching ahead into something wide and open. Some dogs stay close. Some lead you outward. “Forever Loved, Forever Missed” becomes an echo here — a sound that fades into the distance, but never truly disappears.
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