The Painter

June 13, 2009 · 5 comments

Rick colored pencils1

Once upon a time there was a young artist whose talent was evident from even the earliest days at the finger painting station in kindergarten. It was really something to watch those fat little fingers flying from the blue tempura powder bucket to the red to the yellow. Grand sweeping arcs of color were followed by inspired flicks from three feet back, just to see what would happen.

This wasn’t Rick.

It was me, and Mrs. Vardy did not appreciate me flinging paint at Eric, The Nose Picker. I know you’re all with me on this one: he had it coming. However, I lost my case.

Banished from the paint station, my progress in watercolor was tragically cut short. Some say it’s probably for the best, that I had peaked early and would have only experienced frustration and artistic despondence in my future. Thus, I remain ridiculously happy with absolutely no talent for painting whatsoever.

Rick, on the other hand…

I love to watch him at the easel. He’ll stop dead still, like a German short-haired pointer fixated on a grouse, peering into the canvas. Then something clicks. He’ll whip his brush into the palette and pick up an oily glob of brilliant periwinkle and head back in. Meanwhile, I’m thinking, “Periwinkle? Are you kidding? Where’s that going to fit?”

One poke, a swish and a couple of smudgettes later, and one whole corner of the painting now reads like you’re standing in the middle of the most spectacular vineyard you’ve never seen, watching a gathering storm that’s gonna make you run like stink once the rain starts.

Plus, his back muscles flex in a way that makes me want to bite his beautiful arms.

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Ahmed suleman March 16, 2010 at 4:20 am

wow you’re so wonderful,i really appreciate Ur art works and you’ve a great wife…i wish to be a great artist like u someday ,i can also draw as well but not like u and i even have some art works on facebook.

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Tammy at The Butterfly Mind June 13, 2009 at 9:57 am

Butterfly, who just started taking painting lessons a year or so ago (she’s in her octogenarian years) is tres impressed with his painting. She’s taking lessons in pastels. Oils terrify her. She’s hard to impress. You can see her work on my website. It’ll make you smile – I guarantee it. Of course, so will Butterfly!

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