My first tour of Europe. This was one of my postcards...albeit, a large one. I love what travel does for your senses. I would park myself and paint. Lucy would hit vintage shops. Periodically we would both stop and eat. This trip brought towers of all stripes into focus for me. This will later include cranes. It all started here, in Paris.
Working near the entrance of the Austin Children's Museum was a thing of pure joy. The kids wonder and excitement made me think of my own formative art experiences. Childhood is a time of realizing the power and magic of art. I was blessed by parents that encouraged my talents. How they found the time to recognize and support me, with seven other kids, has always left me grateful. This encouragement was reenforced by educators in elementary, jr. high, and high school. To this day I cannot type because Ms. Gerund (god bless her), at Johnston Junior High petitioned to allow me two semesters of freshman art. My birthdays were always filled with art supplies and books. I wanted to be an artist at an easel. That is what I saw in those kids eyes....mini me.
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