The concept was to create a small memorial art work to this wonderful old Air Force Base. One of the oldest buildings was the post office which probably dated from the 1930s.
This idea came as I talked to Adolph Trevino in our post office. He had worked there 7 years and knew the man who had worked there 40 years before him. This was a very early pastel of mine on pastel paper. I played with the colors. I wanted the light of the sun to be spiritual, eternal.
I did finish the work, got Adolph to help me create a mat to frame it in that many people who were still at Brooks before it closed had a chance to sign. I took it to the old postman who fortunately had moved nearby and I gave it to him myself.
Art is a bridge from the past into the future, sometimes harder to see when one is young. It is abundantly clear as one gets older.
This idea came as I talked to Adolph Trevino in our post office. He had worked there 7 years and knew the man who had worked there 40 years before him. This was a very early pastel of mine on pastel paper. I played with the colors. I wanted the light of the sun to be spiritual, eternal.
I did finish the work, got Adolph to help me create a mat to frame it in that many people who were still at Brooks before it closed had a chance to sign. I took it to the old postman who fortunately had moved nearby and I gave it to him myself.
Art is a bridge from the past into the future, sometimes harder to see when one is young. It is abundantly clear as one gets older.
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