Easter Basket, Tempera on Paper
This weekend my husband and I have been working on a DVD of my collage process. When I talk about myself and my art at workshops, in my bio, and on this DVD, I often tell people that I always knew I wanted to be an artist. I say that I can remember the first painting I ever did, and it's true... I was in Kindergarten at Moseley School in Western Massachusetts, it was spring and we were painting Easter scenes. We had to don a trash bag smock and take turns going into the hallway to work at one miniature easel that had baby food jars of paint set into a wood shelf at the bottom. We got to use those big fat brushes that they give little kids, and I can still smell the tempera paint! (this art, by the way, is a blue easter basket with green grass and pink eggs and lots of colorful clouds)
My mother did me a wonderful favor, she kept this painting for me until I was an adult. When I went to collage, I took this painting with me and managed to keep it safe until many years after I graduated. When I moved to Florida and got my first job in marketing, I was voted "employee of the month" and received a check for $100. I used that money to frame my first painting.
Today this painting hangs in my daughter's room with the little photo of me and this artwork stuck into the lower right hand edge of the frame.