I have glimpses of memory from my very early childhood of my mother holding a pallet knife and a paint tray. But not long after my birth my mother…for reasons of insanity caused by parenting, no doubt…stopped painting. It was a travesty, as my mother has spent her entire life taking care of my dad and us kids…never doing much for herself. But a few years ago she picked up a brush, signed up for a class at the local college…and begun again. Here are some samples of her work. I think she is quite accomplished.
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| The watchmens cabin in Kasilof, AK. Not there anymore… |
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| This is actually my mom’s mother who is the artist for this one. It’s generational…and skipped me. |
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| From photo I took at the Seward Junction of Sterling Hwy and Seward Hwy. |
