This was very sweet to receive from my mom for Christmas. This painting has hung in her office for a very long time and before that I think it hung in the home I grow up in.
It was the summer of 1968 and I spent it painting with my next door neighbor in his garage. It was my first attempt at real oils. My mom told me how much I complained while I was painting this. I am sure now that it was because I really was not sure how it would look when I was done. I was a little embarrassed for fear of failure. When it was all done I was pleased at what I had accomplished and my mom got it framed. I was 13 years old and I only wish now that I had continued painting at that time. I always loved and dabbled in art, but did not have the patience to attempt anything like this again.
So here I am, many, many years later. I look at this with great memories of the summer I painted in Carlos Hadaway's (http://www.thearizonakid.com/) garage. He saw something in me, that took me along time to see in myself. So thanks to Carlos for planting the seed and mom for reframing this and giving it to me. The best gift!