Wednesday, June 18, 2008
The Poker Palace
Before the advent of the big-money tournaments and online gambling, the boys wagered their wages and parlayed their bets into car purchases and liquor fueled holidays to the coast. This shack is where poker pots were transformed into roadtrips. It was tradition that the winners funded the vacation, but the whole thing could have been accomplished by merely pooling funds. Somehow it was more fun to let the winners have the honour of paying for liquor, hookers, food and lodging.The cars were always wrecks with bald tires that made a trip or two and were then retired to an honorary position guarding the shack. The debris from these trips to the "Big Smoke" litters the yard and the "Palace" spent its sunset years as a chicken coup. Bink for an expanded version.
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14 comments:
Wonderful painting and story. I love this.
Thanks Cara, just experiplaying...
Since discovering your work Ron my imagination always goes into overdrive when I come across an old shack...!
Love the colour in these cars!
Jeffrey
Your colorful cars are like gems sparkling in the moonlight. As always, a super job!
Thanks Jeffrey, I guess I always thought they were interesting...who knows why.
Thanks Joan, I just like to use those fancy colours that Winsor Newton makes...
If Fat Albert & friends could be cars...
Thanks Grimm,What about Chevy Chase?
Ha! or Harrison Ford...
Since discovering your work Ron my imagination goes into overdrive when I...encounter...an old hooker...
Ok, Ok, a shack a shack, like Jeffrey, just kidding. Probably plenty of both in the valley still although times are a changing. Nice piece, a heap of heaps.
I had to delete the last post to insert 'encounter' here into the text I lifted from Jeffrey!
Thanks Clive, I actually figured out what you meant...
What a road trip! Great story.
Brilliant light in this work,,,and I love the bird/chicken roosting on the car.
Thanks Babs, just playin about...
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