The Camper

Day 22: I have no idea why some subjects stick in my head, but I have wanted to paint this little trailer for at least three years. I noticed when I was looking for places to paint, during my first 30 day challenge. It is placed next to a very steep ravine on the edge of a field. It seems so out of place yet so perfect.

I can remember the day that my dad came home and told us that he has bought something special for the family and we each were to take turns guessing what it was. I knew it had to be a horse, after all what could be more special than that!?! No, my Dad said absentmindedly it’s not a horse... Then everyone else took their turn, I didn’t even hear what they guessed... It was my turn again. “Is it a pony”, I yelled. No, it wasn’t a pony. After 5 minutes of this my Dad grew weary of his game and blurted out, “It’s a truck camper, I bought a truck camper! We jumped up and down and squealed with delight. Later that evening when the the sun was just a glimmer on the horizon, my Mom came to tuck me in. She soltly said, Are you excited about the truck camper? I nodded yes and yawned. As she was leaving the room I said, “Mom, what’s a truck camper.”

Through the years that followed, I developed a love of camping and that wonderful truck camper carried us through unbelievable adventures and experiences. We experienced the south in the height of racial tensions, we were the first vehicle out of the Fairbanks flood and rode the spinning teacups until we were dizzy at a newly opened Disneyland. Such wonderful memories!

“The Camper” Watercolor 3”x5” (SOLD)

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