I tried last night to put in an elaborate library full of books into the piece but all it did was muck up the focus.  So I tossed it all out and let the piece stand on its own. I love filling a piece with little gestures.  I want the piece to be in motion even though it has been rendered still.  The tiny licks, the implied movement, the looks, the leans, just... life.  I want it to speak to the viewer as well as serve as an interesting visual.  I love drawing dogs for this very reason. 

Dogs are constantly talking to you with their body language, if you live with them you learn to speak it as fluently as any spoken language.  The set of ears, the angle of a head, the pace of a tail, the snorts, sneezes, burps and little paw dances all serve to talk your ear off if you are listening.  I talk to my dogs a lot.  I am a very meek, shy, and reserved person around other people. I don't ever say a lot mostly because I am ruled by my anxiety and freeze up when faced with social interaction.  With my dogs however I will talk and talk and talk and talk verbally as if my exposition could never be arrested. In addition to my words I talk to them in the language they know so well.  Plenty of butt spanks, cheek pulls, hip checks, and wrasselin'.  Plenty of hand gestures, poses, and constant psychical interaction.  All dogs love a good scratch or rub but there is nothing a pitbull loves more than a good rough housing. I like a little fight in my pups >.> I'll tackle him and chew on his ears, pull his tail, push him around, smack him with his favorite knotted rope and fight for control. And afterwards when everyone is breathless and bruised you'll find no better cuddle buddy. 

When I draw I don't want to draw just to put an image out there that might be interesting.  I draw because I want to share a piece of life, a love, a language, a laugh, or that little sensual lucidity.