Saturday, June 23, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
We returned home on Thursday afternoon and I immediately went to work on a painting of the Seagrove beach. The story is about a lady who has sent her husband to play in the surf with their small child and she finally has the serenity she is looking for under the shade of the "beachbrella." She has pleanty of books and drinks in her large bag. Her husband and child have left their shoes and toys for fun in the water. I hope you like this one.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Branson, Missouri has changed radically since we were here 5-6 years ago. This is a photo of the new Branson Landing area anchored by Bass Pro on one end and a major department store on the other. A trolley runs every 15 minutes up and down the length of cobble stone pedesterian way. New condomeniums shaddow the eastern end and provide an elevated view of Lake Taney Como and the city of Branson. My favorite shop was the Marble Slab Creamery where the 20 minute wait in line for sweet cream and strawberrys was worth it.
So what is the difference between Branson and Las Vegas? Someone said that you don't have to explain anything to your children in Branson.
SIX has to be one of the best shows in Branson. All six men are brothers who preform a 2 hour acapella show. They are SO TIGHT!!! It is probably the only show I would go back to see several times and enjoy it more and more time after time. Many of us who have recorded acapella music understand the challenges, and these men are wonderful. There is something powerful that happens when a group of men sing, and the crowd was going NUTS tonight. We had front row seats and had the opportunity to meet and speak at length with each of the men. It was amazing!
Sunday, June 03, 2007
So, with Tammie vacationing on the Alabama Gulf coast with friends, Vivian and Beckie, I have time to paint. Oh, it's a tough life, but someone has to do these things.
I saw this little red shedd on Mackanac Island last summer. I thought the long shaddows of early morning brought serenity to the quiet scene. The open door gave me pause as to what mysterious items were hidden inside. The little redbird doesn't care. He is enjoying the last few drops of water in the birdbath that have been protected from the heat of the day by "Mackanac Shaddows."