Imagine if you will:
You are driving down the interstate and it's a long monotonous stretch of road - not much scenery, conversation in dribs and drabs as each passenger is reflecting upon all there is to do at home after four days on the beach...
You take note of a truck coming up behind and then moving into the left lane to pass. It's a car carrier, but the trailer appears to be empty and it rattles loudly as he pulls along side and then ahead to pass. As he moves back into the right lane, I can see that his trailer is not empty after all. Lashed securely and painstakingly to the top rear ramp of that huge trailer is a little yellow Tonka truck. And I mean the tie downs were authentic !! We laughed and laughed and wondered - does the driver carries this toy just for amusement ? Is it a gift for a child back home or perhaps even a practical joke perpetrated upon the driver...? No matter. It sure made my day and renewed us for the remainder of the trip.
Wouldn't you want to know the person who thought that up?
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Friday, September 01, 2006
This is what I do... I paint.
Mural for Gainesville Bank and Trust. Located in an Hispanic neighborhood, the mural depicts scenes from Mexico to Argentina as it wraps around the far wall behind the counter. I had to bid for this job, and my competition was a Mexican muralist out of Florida. He was cheaper - but when he learned the painting had to be finished in three weeks and mostly done at night (due to all the other tradesmen's schedules), he declined. I had a wonderful time working in that neighborhood, eating delectable Mexican and Ecuadorian foods from places where they did not speak English. And even though I am a strawberry blonde WASP, everyone was gracious about my doing the painting.