I'm quite proud of this painting, and I wonder if I have the patience to do something like this now. I don't know the exact location of this corner. It was painted from photos I took during a weekend in NYC in 1982 or 83.
Arm chair traveling is great; yesterday at this time I was looking at Atlanta GA and today I'm back in Delaware. New Castle, located on the Delaware river a few miles below Wilmington, was on the Rockefeller "short list" of towns considered for historic restoration, but it eventually lost out to Williamsburg VA. I'm sure there are many in the town who do not see that as a loss.
I painted and published two Atlanta skylines, one for myself and one for a client. I spent an entire day driving around the city in a rented car photographing everything and anything. Once I returned to the studio I was able to create these compositions:
In a recent post about friendship I described a categorical
list of friends: the best friend forever, the spiritual friend, the friend that
makes you laugh, and more.Driving
from Crossville TN to Paducah 3 days ago I discovered a new and vital
friend…the Fog Friend
At 5:30 in the morning I stepped out of the hotel in
Crossville into an incredibly dense fog.Slowly and cautiously I crawled onto the Interstate just a few blocks
away, unable to see anything beyond 30-40 feet.Even though I am a Tiger, I must admit it was a little
frightening as I crawled along I-40 west, grateful for the occasional respite
from the fog when I could see perhaps 100 feet ahead of me.About 30 minutes into the drive my new
friend appeared, an 18-wheeler that was traveling at a speed consistent with
the conditions.I quickly fell in
behind him and proceeded to be his puppy for the next 2 hours.On several occasions another car would
get between us, much to my dismay, but their relationship with the fog friend
lacked the commitment of my own. As we approached the Briley Parkway in
Nashville I was prepared to say goodbye, but to my delight my friend proceeded
onto the parkway, and I followed him until the approach to I-24 where I lost
him in another cloud of dense fog.But from Crossville to Nashville, the driver of that 18-wheeler was my
best fog friend forever.
I made it on my own from Nashville to the KY line, where the
fog finally dissipated and I enjoyed a peaceful drive through Kentucky farmland
bejeweled with autumn colors.
I arrived home around 10 a.m. yesterday, and as I've done on other occasions, wondered why I ever left Paducah. I miss it as soon as I leave.
Today we go back to the northeast to the island of Martha's Vineyard and the town of Oak Bluff, where you can see an incredible collection of Victorian cottages. These "doll house" like homes are situated in a circular pattern around what once was a large pavilion where church services were held.
I made it to Crossville TN before everything in me gave out. After multiple tries I finally found a hotel room, and am now about to crash. Since I will be in Nashville tomorrow morning...today's UL will be from that fair city to our south. (I will post this tomorrow a.m.)