At the end of Day 3 on the South Fork fire station in Three Rivers, I left thinking “oh, them barren heels.”
Excuse me??
When I was a kid, a couple of Mom’s Alabama cousins stopped by to visit us on their first trip to California. One of them kept saying, “Them barren heels!” Translation: compared to the hills of Alabama, our hills looked bare to her.
On Day 4, I fixed them barren heels.
Let’s have a little review:
Next, I’ll need to stop by in the afternoon light to take a better photo of the mural.
Thank you for following along as I turned the faded tank mural back into one that makes drivers on South Fork Road smile.
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Love you large Murals, they are my favorites of your paintings…you are so good with them
Thank you, Janet! I fail to understand why large and somewhat sloppy ends up looking better than small and tight! Such a mystery. . . I need more walls to practice on.
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