Saturday, September 28, 2013
Friday, September 27, 2013
Mid May Stairway
This was done 18 months or more
ago, but sat in the truck long enough that it got rained on before
being finished. So I whacked off the bottom where it had been the
most wet, and finished it up during the winter. This was not only
mid May, and a stairway in the middle of the house, but the house
also is in the middle of town. I sat in the parking lot to do the
sketch that is on the north of Central Junior High. Remember, the
former Memorial High School...
I was going to post it before, but could not get the photography decent. Still not too good.
Hey, I am sticking some new ones on the Thumbnails page too.
Hey, I am sticking some new ones on the Thumbnails page too.
Friday, September 20, 2013
Gnaw Bone worn
We had few minutes running down the
Interstate south out of Indianapolis. We took the State Hwy west
looking for Brown County State Park. We had been there years before
with my aunt and uncle. This time on the way we passed these two
structures sitting side by side. Returning back the same way some
minutes later we stopped for a quick sketch. This drawing is one of
the results of that side trip. These places look like they may be
from completely different time periods.
The town near there was Gnaw
Bone, IN. One of the strangest names we ran into on our two week
trip. Maybe the guy who built the cabin could remember why they came
up with this name...maybe the dog that did the gnawing was laying on
the porch of this place at the time. I would guess the road was not
paved at the time. Probably not even graveled. The bone has long been
gone, but the worn buildings are still standing.
Friday, September 13, 2013
Two the Mills
This is from the back roads of
Alabama, from last week. We turned around and went back to this
junction where Stephanie had seen a small sign saying “SACO”. We
had no idea what that meant until we saw across the road in the trees
the Saco Volunteer Fire Department. One ol' fellow (my age?) stopped
in his pickup as I was sketching this place, and said this was the
corn storage at one time for the grist mill across to the east. Now
it is just a hiding place for a load of trees headed to a mill... He
also said the corner at one time was home to 13 businesses – such a
statement is proof I would think that he had been around for some
time. One was the grist mill, one was a cotton gin, one still is
apparently the Sorrel Lumber and Pulpwood Company. The only evidence
we saw of life besides this informant, was the new brick building
across the large lot with a couple pick ups parked beside it in the
shade. Well, I guess there was one other fellow there. As I was
standing in the middle of the lot sketching, I began to hear some
music from under this structure, but could not see anything under
there in the darkness. Pretty soon an ol' pick up pulls out from
there and around to where I was standing. This ol' boy wanted to
know if I would be around long enough for him to see what my drawing
looked like when it was done. When he found out I would be just a few
minutes, he said, “well I have to be getting home now.” and off
he drove.
When I had a couple sketches done, I
hopped back in the car with Stephanie, and off we drove to Troy.
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