Swimming Hole- 16 x 24 Acrylic |
My mother would always pack a cooler with cold watermelon, sandwiches, chips and a jug of lemonade. She would grab the old "River Blanket", air up a couple of old tire inner-tubes that took up the whole trunk and load it all in the Chevy. She and us three kids would then pile into the car and drive the few miles to our favorite creek so that we could spend the afternoon floating and splashing.
All those memories come flooding back when I see my two beautiful grandsons now enjoying those same childhood pleasures. I'm so glad they are being raised as "Country Boys".
A couple of weeks ago I actually wrote a small poem called "Swimming Goggles" and knew that I didn't have to look far for the inspiration for the illustration to go with my newest literary masterpiece. This past week I started working on a painting that is inspired by this amazing photo taken by my son, who is a professional photographer in Leesburg, GA. I've added a few tweaks here and there but I think I managed to capture their spirit of adventure and childhood innocence in my piece called "Swimming Hole".
Pretty easy to see why I would be inspired by this great shot. |
Makes me laugh every time I look at this photo |
Swim Goggles
By
Julie Townsend
Fishy,
fishy in this brook
Please
stop swimming so I can take a look
I
want to take a peek at your home below
And
these goggles help me see don’t you know
With
them I can spend my day
In
splashing fun and play
Until
my skin is wrinkled and all saggy
And
my swim trunks are soaked and all baggy
Seeking
out all sorts of lost treasure
Spending
time in pretend and fun beyond measure
This vast underwater kingdom is all mine to explore
As
long as I don’t get to far from the shore!
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