At dawn yesterday morning, when I was wandering the yard in Whitecap docks and looking for material to paint, I passed by some beautiful fishing vessels, a landlocked row boat that was overflowing with potted flowers, some fishing supplies leaning up against the wall. Each of these caught my eye, but somehow I wasn’t captivated. I kept wandering the docks, then decided to walk inland a bit, to the warehouse area. There, I found this rusting brontosaurus, living out its last days in front of a run down warehouse. The light on it was beautiful- some of the bulldozer was bathed in the early morning rays, some of it was thrown back into darkness.
But, aesthetics aside, it just somehow seemed like a visual version of a Johnny Cash song. The tractor felt right. And, it’s nice to not take something too seriously, and just enjoy painting.
The critics are raving about this piece, I am getting such good coverage. I brought the painting home, and Liam flipped out. In keeping with his love for tractors, he said “Dad, I love tractor.” So, I feel good about the painting.
Then the section foreman said, “Hey! Hammer-swinger!
I see you your own hammer boy but, what all can them muscles do?” and he said,
“I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too.”
“Can you swing a hammer, boy?” “Yes sir, I’ll do anything you hire me to.”
“John Henry”, Johnny Cash
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