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Our home is largely decorated with paddling stuff. Some famous art canoe prints, both classics and modern. One of Orah Moore’s canoe prints.
http://www.art.com/gallery/id--a4331-b9375/orah-moore-canoes-posters.htm
Winslow Homer’s The Blue Boat, still one of my favorites.
https://www.google.com/imgres?imgur...dTg0M&itg=1&usg=__FK9uuseoC8wkgltKwnEkr0sTC-s=
I always thought Nova Craft should replicate that famous Homer, using one of their Blue Steel hulls in a similar setting, down to the paddler garb and hats.
Lots of matted and framed photo enlargements from family trips past. I am a terrible photographer, but even a blind squirrel finds a nut now and again.
And a few oil on canvas paintings. Original oils that hold special meaning.
Our old Grumman, near an abandoned RR tressel over the Potomac. Painted by my father:
Painted from this trip photo:
Hiking the San Juans, also by my father.
More hiking, Titcombe Basin in the Wind Rivers. By my then teenage sister:
A river scene, painted by my grandfather. Sadly undated, but this and a companion oil of a river confluence hung in my bedrooms starting in the 50’s.
I did not inherit that artistic gene.
http://www.art.com/gallery/id--a4331-b9375/orah-moore-canoes-posters.htm
Winslow Homer’s The Blue Boat, still one of my favorites.
https://www.google.com/imgres?imgur...dTg0M&itg=1&usg=__FK9uuseoC8wkgltKwnEkr0sTC-s=
I always thought Nova Craft should replicate that famous Homer, using one of their Blue Steel hulls in a similar setting, down to the paddler garb and hats.
Lots of matted and framed photo enlargements from family trips past. I am a terrible photographer, but even a blind squirrel finds a nut now and again.
And a few oil on canvas paintings. Original oils that hold special meaning.
Our old Grumman, near an abandoned RR tressel over the Potomac. Painted by my father:
Painted from this trip photo:
Hiking the San Juans, also by my father.
More hiking, Titcombe Basin in the Wind Rivers. By my then teenage sister:
A river scene, painted by my grandfather. Sadly undated, but this and a companion oil of a river confluence hung in my bedrooms starting in the 50’s.
I did not inherit that artistic gene.
