Saturday, March 27, 2010

The Fisherman

My charmer took some of the sting out of my turning forty by gifting me with this painting that I've dubbed The Fisherman. I saw it last summer at an antique store and resisted the impulse buy. But I couldn't shake the image of this expressive old man. She remembered it also and now two seasons later, it's on my wall. Thanks d!
Artist Hazel W. Carter, 1974, oil on canvas.

14 comments:

Chris said...

Way to bury the lead! Happy birthday!

G. B. Miller said...

Happy birthday, and I can't believe that you're five years younger than me.

Richard Prosch said...

Happy Birthday. Indeed, a cool painting.

David Cranmer said...

Thanks guys.

Jodi MacArthur said...

What do you think he's thinking about / looking at? I can see why you had such a strong draw. How sweet of your charmer to buy for you. ;)

Happy Birthday!

David Barber said...

Happy Birthday David. Your next job is to come up with a story inspired by the wonderful painting. :-)

Regards, David.

Barbara Martin said...

Happy Birthday. Forty is nothing, give yourself another twenty and think on it.

The painting has charm that lures the viewer in. Very nice.

Cloudia said...

Life begins at 40 for real!


Enjoy.




Aloha from Hawaii my Friend!


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David Cranmer said...

Jodi, I may have a rare chance to contact the artist and may be able to answer that question for you.

David, Hm. I'm not that talented amigo. We may be waiting for a bit. But, I'm thinking of using that as my Blogger pic at some point.

Barbara/Cloudia, Thanks. So far, 40 feels like 39, so I should be ok for another year or so.

Alyssa Goodnight said...

Love that you call her your 'charmer'. Happy Birthday, David...enjoy your gift. :)

sandra seamans said...

Cool painting! And a big happy birthday, David!!

David Cranmer said...

Alyssa, I stole that charmer phrase from a lesser known Founding Father but I can't remember his name right now.

Sandra, Thanks.

Clare2e said...

HBD, David! Since I surf at intervals, my felicitations are always behind by a few days, but heartfelt nonetheless.

Until you've outlived King Elvis, as I almost have, you're a whippersnapper still. Love the painting and the way he holds his cigarette.

David Cranmer said...

Thanks Clare.

And its good to be called whippersnapper. Much appreciated.