A watercolor painting from another of my love letters to Cindy.
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This trophy once represented the very pinnacle of American pride, ingenuity, and sportsmanship — the America’s Cup sailboat race. At one time, it represented the longest winning streak in the history of all sports, as it was successfully defended by the New York Yacht Club (NYYC) for 126-years — from 1857 to 1983. Continue Reading →
Another painting from one of my love letters to Cindy. I sent these to her on a fairly regular basis, though I have only a handful that we have kept over the years.
Not all of my paintings were of real objects; sometimes I’d just play with the interactions of color and keep those that I liked — like this one
The boatyard of the marina we used to keep our boat at was filled with abandoned vessels of all types — large sailboats, little sailboats, houseboats, powerboats of various sizes, wooden boats, fiberglass boats, and steel-hulled boats. Many had a faded “For Sale” sign on them, but had never been purchased. All of them were slowly rotting in place… victims of obvious neglect and unforgiving weather conditions.
I don’t know how many were eventually declared officially abandoned by the State, chopped into pieces by the marina, and disposed of — but it was a large number. And each one was once the dream of someone.
I’m still getting back into the watercolor painting groove, but was pleased with this quick sketch of spring crocuses from earlier in the week. Continue Reading →
From a trip a couple of summers ago.
I wonder how many people think that a church should only be a church?
To me a church is just like any other structure built with human hands… it may have been constructed with a specific use in mind, but it should still be useful later when it has outlived the purpose for which it was designed. This is one of those buildings; it started as a church, over time it lost the support of its parish community, and is now the storage facility of a local farmer.
Is this a bad thing?
I’ve seen other examples where churches have been turned into restaurants, homes, coffee houses, libraries, or a variety of other uses — and time-and-again I witness people that take issue with this. Why? How is a church different from any other building that has ever been re-purposed?
I don’t get it.
Every time I do background checking for a new post, I discover something new and interesting — like azaleas are highly toxic and that bees are deliberately fed on the nectar of azaleas in some parts of Turkey to produce something known as “mad honey“, which has mind-altering properties that are occasionally lethal.