I would love to take up painting--especially watercolors. It is not that I don't have enough to do with my time, but I admire those who can draw and paint. Plus, I like to have art to hang on the walls.
When I retired, my special education colleagues presented me with a quilt to which everyone had contributed a special square and this painting:
Sorry about the glare!
It is a scene of Mt. Mansfield, not unlike the scene less than a quarter mile up the road from me. It was painted by Marianne Nealy, one of my former colleagues.
I have had this original print for a long time. I bought it at a church sale. It was donated by the woman who did it, a member of the church and an art teacher.
These little guys--sanderlings--hang in the bathroom. I bought the prints at an art fair in Florida and framed them myself.
I found one of these silhouettes at a flea market.
The label on the back says:
A Series of Six
By K.W. Diefenbach
No. 792 Size 4 x 5
C&A Richards Tallimit Boston, Mass.
Alas, here is the only kind of painting I seem to manage: