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"1959 Impala" (Watercolor) C. Eastwood, 2013 |
Okay, then. Wow -- painting a car. Yikes -- that was a stretch. We were told to paint our dream car...or a classic...or a clunker. Whatever made us happy. So I tried to imagine my "dream" car and all I could come up with was something that never needs gas, always runs perfectly, and remains clean at all times -- including the windows. My friends who are car buffs sneered at my description. Apparently I'm not a "car person."
So I took a suggestion from my sorority sister, Marie, who knows cars (and who did
not sneer), and voila...the 1959 Impala. Famous for their cat-eye taillights, the Impala seemed like a good candidate. I was excited to give it a try until I realized that the stupid thing has reflections and chrome. Good grief. So here it is, in all it's glory!