Each month I like to show some of my new artwork. This month will not be an exception, but like most of my work it is inspired by something from my childhood.
Growing up in Michigan I realize that it’s the small things that really matter. Sometimes the simpler the better too! The memories of “puddle jumping” came flooding back (oh gee pardon the pun, it really was an accident). Like those times my sister and I were allowed to go outside and jump in the puddles. My mom would give us the freedom to run around in the rain, if 3 conditions were met. First of all it had to be a warm day. Second, it had to be during the day. And thirdly, under no circumstances could there be lightning or thunder. Thank goodness for a cautious mother, or I might not be here! Or, maybe I would have that curly hair I always wanted? Hmmmmm… Anyway continuing on with my little story. Puddle jumping out in the country was more like MUD puddle jumping. Our driveway was dirt, and the many streams of rainwater would merge perfectly, creating the deepest darkest nooks and crannys for mud puddles, and a haven for kids to splash into. Oh those were the days. If only I still liked to get dirty! Darn, I hate being a grown up sometimes!
How about some raincoat artwork to go with that memory?
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