Memories in a photograph

Growing up in New York meant going to visit my grandparents at camp in the Adirondacks during the summer. What a place for a kid to discover nature! The camp had the main house and a sleeping cabin over the garage. You followed the path down to the lake. Fished off the dock. Took the canoe out to go camping. Took the motor boat out to go up river. Fed chipmunks peanuts out of your hand. My grandfather had made a trapeze for the chipmunks to get peanuts from…it was great fun to watch! There was a path we made through the woods with little labeled signs for made up places. It was here in the Adirondacks that my love of art started. My grandmother taught me to crochet and sew. My aunt who was an art teacher, brought art projects for us to do together.

I found the slides my grandfather took (hundreds of them) and have picked several that I will make into paintings this summer. Keep looking for new additions in the gallery. Can you smell the evergreens? Hear your paddle cut the water? Sit still enough for the chipmunks to get the peanut in your hand?