I love how my father left the tree he outlined in watercolor as is and then animated the figures in this painting. I was standing next to him at my easel when he painted this. We were taking a painting class at the Memorial Art Gallery and I must have seen the photo he was using as reference, one of his own, but I didn’t study it closely. I remember thinking how innocent the protesters appeared, the so called “Raging Grannies.” But then they were free to protest in the middle of a working day. And my father, retired from Kodak, was there protesting the Bush administration. He would be filled with rage today.
I recently came across the photo my father used as a reference. And I immediately spotted Bill and Marilyn, a former classmate of mine, holding up the peace sign. They often come to Margaret Explosion shows and we sat with them at the last high school reunion. I sent them the photo and a photo ofmy father’s painting.
On our walk we ran into Steve Grieve at the end of Hoffman. He told us we had to go to his Facebook page to see his movie of a fox catching a squirrel, killing it by biting its neck, and then burying it. And just a few minutes later a woman stopped her car and asked me if I was the one carrying a “Trump is a Mindfuck” sign at a demonstration downtown. I said I might have been and she said she loved the sign. She introduced herself as Theresa, a new neighbor, and as she drove off she said, “Trump is a Mindfuck.”
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