This painting is reminiscent of my childhood (minus about 100 years - our road was graded). Our bus route was really long, about an hour, and we were the last ones off. At one point the bus came within a mile of our farm. On nice days we would ask the driver to drop us off and we would walk the mile home, saving us from the agony of riding the whole route. And, we would get home about a half hour sooner...
Welcome!!!
Welcome to my little corner of the universe.
My journey into the world of art began by watching Mom. She could work magic with a bit of paint and a brush. I was fascinated by how she could transform a flat blank canvas into a beautiful work of art. Now, several years later, I'm continuing in the footsteps I followed as a child watching Mom. Thanks for your inspiration and guidance!!!!
"If you don't try - you won't know you can...." Marie (Mom) Janssen
My journey into the world of art began by watching Mom. She could work magic with a bit of paint and a brush. I was fascinated by how she could transform a flat blank canvas into a beautiful work of art. Now, several years later, I'm continuing in the footsteps I followed as a child watching Mom. Thanks for your inspiration and guidance!!!!
"If you don't try - you won't know you can...." Marie (Mom) Janssen
Sunday, November 14, 2010
"Walking Home" (18" x 24")
I'm going to call this finished. Or, at least finished for now. Might do some tweeking on the feet yet. Trying to capture the feeling of movement was (is) quite a challenge.
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This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThe good old days... Brother Fred
ReplyDeleteThis is nice
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