blogging on painting

Every chance I get I go to the museum to paint on the mural. The forest has been an exhausting project. There is so much that has to be depicted and I don't just open up the cans of paint and voila! its a forest. It has to go in layers and then each layer will show me something else that needs to be done. Its a never ending thing! I hope to finish it this next week. Or at least I may just walk away from it and go on to the next 1/3 of the project and work on the school room. That one should go pretty quick because I am painting it to look like beadboard walls and some windows to the out doors. I am eager to try out my new graining tool.

Everytime I am down there, people come in. They usually just wantder on in and it turns out most are from out of town and they have some sort of connection to the area. I tell them about the museum and that we are looking for more items (give a little plug for the money needs) and listen to their stories. Some of them have been very interesting. I find it tells something that people that left in the 40's are coming back to live out the rest of their lives in this area. Their roots are calling them back to the place of their birth. Most of the folks I have talked to have very fond memories of Bruce. And they remember all sorts of things about the town, like how it looked and who worked in what store. I hope that we can pass on the legacy of our little town to the ones that are after us so that they will want to come back home too.