I guess we didn't have much money, but I never thought about that. Thanks to my parents' ingenuity, we had everything we needed.
Every weekend, we went "sketching" with a friend of my dad's from Chouinard Art Institute, Marjorie Matthews.
She had been left unable to walk by polio, so she sat in the front seat of her Chevy
to paint. Dad took a stool and easel to the side of the road. Poor Mom was in the back seat with me, and I was probably a stinker, but those days were a treasure for me. They had so much fun capturing the fleeting beauty of the Southern California landscape in the early 1950s. It was still very rural. The small landscape below is an example of one of Dad's plein air works.
I also enjoyed being a mouse in the corner at gallery shows in Laguna and in the living room of our apartment when my parents' interesting friends came to visit.
Thanks to those early days, I have always thought that art was the very best calling.
Loved reading your story about your Dad, Linda! I grew up down there in the 50's and remember how rural it was then. I remember how we talked about your dad at the Artist Rising forum when i first met you. I love the artists who have painted the early scenic paintings of California. Wonderful story!Such a great memory for you.
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