Golfcart Art
Thanks to Nelson for this little gem… this is just like Randie… having a gorgeous seascape right there, and choosing to paint the golf cart. I often find that when I have a camera in hand, I take photos of street signs and windows and patterns and the like… no matter how pretty the surroundings are.
I’m the same way. I tend to photograph blank signs and vacant lots in my town, for use in Color-It! or as Poser backgrounds.
I thought Ryan was pointing to the golf tournament.
Brig: Not that there’s anything wrong with Randie’s behaviour, of course… and I totally agree with her sentiment 🙂 Hope she and Ryan paid the green fees, though, and didn’t just… sneak on the course 🙂 (Over-analysing? Moi?)
Golf tournament? What Golf Tournament?
I think Randie shares my view of golf… so I don’t think she’d PAY to get in… however, Rye would NEVER sneak into any where! He’s Mr. Straight and Narrow. So where they are, is a bit of a mystery.
James… I love signs! I love odd-ish sorts of perspective and peculiar non-tradition views. (crazy artists!)
Brig: Hmm… I imagine I’m preaching to the choir here, but I think we all need a little “crazy” in our lives in order to observe the new and exciting in what can otherwise seem mundane and commonplace. Wish you’d picked a better word than “crazy”, though *thppt* 😛
One winter day as I walked home from school, I saw ahead of me on a street corner an ordinary power pole with a red fire call box mounted on it. (They used to be everywhere, half a century ago.) Having neither a camera or painting supplies with me, I moved on, but the watercolor scene I would have painted has lasted in my mind’s eye all these years. The stratified clouds, the wet pavement reflecting the trees and the pole, and the one spot of bright red in the gray landscape, all spoke to me in their extraordinary ordinariness.