My husband had stopped painting years before I met him due to an unfortunate incident that is better left unknown. I had been trying to get him to paint again, but with work, there was little time left for that.
After we started our own sign business I would say “I’ll paint that plywood… you go paint a picture!’ And he started to do what he loved to do. After a while, I started taking his paintings out on shows, but he wouldn’t go near them.
Finally, Brentwood Mall had a competition, “An Invitation To Art.” The public were to pick the winner by their votes. You had to paint your entry there, in the mall. If you entered the contest, you were allowed to show (and sell) your paintings.
He was very nervous that first time, but he did it. He did a painting of August Jack Hautsilano, the painting discussed in a previous post, and he won second prize! One Hundred Dollars!
It got easier as time went by, to the point where he did pastel portraits of people right there “on location!”