Most of the time, when you ask a child to draw a house, they will draw a very familiar image. They start with a triangle roof and two lines that extend downward to form the walls. In the center, there’s a rectangular door with windows on each side. They also add a chimney, flowers under the windows, a tree, birds, butterflies, and a big yellow sun. No matter what personal
Each fall, we coordinate family calendars for a tradition we call Apple Day. A day spent with family traveling to a u-pick apple orchard to pick apples, eat apple doughnuts and drink apple cider. I decided to paint some of the apples from our day this year. I spread them on a table next to my grandparent’s well-water bucket. The bucket brings back memories of my childhood.Creating special memories with
While on a family vacation to Edisto Island, S.C., I visited the New First Missionary Baptist Church. This active church is listed on the national register of historic places and dates back to 1818. I loved the simplicity of the structure and knew I wanted to use it in a painting. I wandered toward the rear of the church, where the cemetery came into view. It was well-kept and dotted
My Grandfather would take his corn to this mill for grinding into cornmeal and feed. I remember riding to the mill in a wagon pulled by his tractor. Sitting on top of a heaping pile of dried corn. Inside the mill the air was filled with sweet corn dust so thick you could hardly breath. I loved standing near the shoot where the golden nuggets came gushing out of a