Friday, July 10, 2009


I painted in "the bend" this morning and the area I painted used to be notorious for wild camping and partying and fishing and mass numbers of hoodlums. It sits on the Duck River so I assume people thought it was public access. The guy who owns it decided enough was enough after having called the police for the last time and gated it and locked it and made very sure no one was allowed on it. This morning as I was painting he didn't recognize my truck and pulled up along side me with a very determined look and a loaded shotgun. After he realized who it was both he and the shotgun were downgraded to DEFCON 1. We haven't seen each other in a while so it was nice catching up and trying to remember the last time we were all together for something and you just don't realize how fast time is flying until you sit down and do the math. I couldn't remember the last time I saw his kids who are both in college. From this point on I am just going to quit doing the math.


Pettinari said...

Hello, I'm a french painter living in Paris. I like your vision of rural Ameria. I have the impression to be over there. I like also much your light which seems very exact to me. Bravo!

Kevin Menck said...

Pettinari-Thanks for the comment.
It still amazes me that art I do in the morning can be viewed by a guy in France that evening. I am not sure how you found me but thanks for stopping by.