This old boat is an old boat, but its a hull of an old boat. Bink to blast.
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I started painting with watercolours in 1976 with a set of pans that I had left over from high school. I've always loved the shapes and colours of old vehicles as they settle in for the long rust. I especially enjoy creating scenes using characters I have collected over the years. These paintings are from my imagination. Check out the sales blog under "Links and Friends".
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- Ron Morrison
- Watercolour is my medium and old things are my subjects. These paintings are for sale. My Email is on my profile page. Bink here:
11 comments:
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What a hull of a great boat. Trying to catch up on all your new art. running as fast as I can...
Avast! Don't know if this one is straight out of the skull or is of an actual location.. but it would be cool to hike around the area and hear nature doing her thing. I used to have business in Tacoma before it got expensive and I would like to feel and smell the coastal show even though it was covered up with industrial waste and crack whores. A different town these days.. and the whores are probably up in Puyallup by now. See what your painting did to me Ron! It made my mind wander..
Thanks, Michelle, this was my version of plein air painting, I call it fresh air painting- I opened the window. Sometimes I do thin air painting- where I pull them out of thin air.
Thanks, Michele, new might be stretching it, but it is this century.
Thanks, W.K.,
You know, crack whores are not a big concern out here in the regional district of Comox Strathcona. We do worry about deer jumping out of the bush and wacking the car.
Ron, b'ye. Ye missed a good seal hunt this year, a good time was had by all out on the floes. How'll you ever afford to waste money on that there paint stuff without a stash of pelts to barter? And you missed all the gossip and cards. Stumpy Perkins was tight on the job on the third day and slipped and fell in the drink; we was laughing so hard we didn't notice him sink out of sight. His wife was gutted as she had to assume his gambling debt that had accumulated over the previous two evenings. You better plan to come next year as there was a rumour going around the bilge bunks that you is going odd on us. You should spend more time out hunting and less of this here painting. But I loves the picture of the boat, you old trout. Only three more months until summer, maybe I'll see you in the clearing then.
I knew I shudda gone.
This Clive feller is having way too much fun and drunker'n me I might add.
Are you guys members of the seal club?
No, but I got a pup tent.
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