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Telephones

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Whatever happened to phone etiquette? Did it die and good clean death or what? People can be a real novelty when it comes to the way phones are used today. It's become an Anything Goes kind of a world with regards to talking on the phone in public. And while we're on (a rant that is) it, have you noticed all the shadows appearing on the walls where public phones use to hang. There going the way of the station-wagon, to the graveyard, I'm seeing society change all around me and the hardest thing to do is to adjust to them. It can be done. And I will, I can, and I'll enjoy it too.

The Making of A Good Painting

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Paintings come and paintings go but sometimes I'll hook onto a good one, I think this fourth attempt of rendering Gibson's Grocery's in Belmont is the best I've done during this summers outdoor work. The subject of a local market place is a location where the community meets to pick up various items lent itself to the feeling I had when painting it. Since living here in C'ville, the markets were always a place where people often would run into their friends picking up something for the house. Because I often would hoist a cold one once in a while I often ended up in this corner market picking up a sixpack. So I am familiar with the layout of the place, because writers are told to work on things that they know best by way of events that they participate in and places where they often go, I found this building to be enjoyable to paint. That's mostly why I painted it so much this summer. It has some interesting features in it's make up: the cover…

Paint'n Belmont

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I just got back and rested after finishing up on another painting of Gibson's Market here in Charlottesville. It's my third canvas this summer alone. This one is a rather larger canvas around three foot square ruffly. It took eight hours of painting time, and hours of preparation time and lest we forget clean up time. But as I tell many people who ask "how long did it take you to paint it?" it's not the time that I like to keep track of, it's more like loosing oneself into the process or painting and thus loosing track of time itself when one is truly immersed into the painting of the canvas. If you not then I'd say your doing something wrong and missing the point of the self-expression of the making of art. So right now, I'm able to relax a little and my painting is baking in the trunk of my little car out in the hundred or greater degree heat in order to dry the paint so it doesn't run when I have it upright. I followed my painti…

A Little Holiday Up North

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Thankful for a safe return to Central Virginia from Berkeley Springs West Va., I've gott'n some rest today. But where I went, I had a good chance to enjoy the serenity of the "woods" on a friends property and his new house. I hadn't seen him in a couple of years so it was good to catch up on old and new times, he had since become a husband and a homeowner. I played ping pong with him, his wife and a younger friend, it was just great to get beaten once again by the master. Actually, I played better than ever, and only lost by a slim margin against a lifetime champ on his own German made professional table, so I don't think I did so bad. The fun thing was seeing his new home and enjoying a totally silent night before falling asleep in the guest-room. I even got to do a drawing of not only his new house but also a comic drawing on his bathroom wall. It was his own idea and he left markers in that same bathroom so guest could draw or write to their h…
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