Not for any particular reason, I was just reminded of him, and....well he's just so infectious.
I can remember sitting with my mom, in front of the TV watching him work his magic.
Not so much for the artwork, but for the man himself. He's the one that taught me that there are no mistakes, only "happy accidents". Well, in art anyways, not so much in math homework I found out. My teacher didn't buy that. He'd "beat the devil" out of that big brush of his. Something that I discovered is completely unecessary and actually bad to do with pastels.
ooo this post needs a happy little tree!!!
............and I'll put it right............there--->
That makes this seem so much cozier don't you think?
I think actually I have to credit him with my animal painting in a way, because he was aways telling stories about them. I think he had a pet squirrel if I'm not mistaken, and he was always saying that the "little rascals" would be in the tree up high, or paint a happy bush and say "little raccoons and ol' possums 'n' stuff all live up in here". I just wanted to see them!
Anyways, thanks Mr Ross for being you.
Hold up...let's put that little rascal in a bush where he'll be happy.