Painting #64: Where the Wild Things Are. (Unfinished Sneak Peak.)

At around 10 p.m last night Winnie asked to be taken out in the pouring rain and pitch black, so what else could I do? Say no to this face?

 or this face? 

Anyway, I don't normally walk around my neighborhood at night, and on one street I noticed this street lamp nestled into a beautiful tree. 

Now I know there is nothing unusual or significant about a street lamp next to a tree, but for some reason I saw a painting of a giant tree, next to a tiny lamp post - in almost a fairy tale kind of surreal style. 

Thus the very bare outline for my next painting.