Orange twist icecream cone

Orange Creme Twist

The perfect summer icecream treat! Just what kind of orange icecream is that? Is it sherbet? Whatever it is, I’ll take it slightly creamy and melt-y! The only problem with icecream is when it’s gone! Just delightful!

Orange twist icecream cone

Orange creme icecream cone-orange and vanilla twist icecream

Howard Johnson's

HoJos

The orange roof. Some artist designed Hojos fully aware of how wonderful that roof would look against a blue sky! Genius! Howard Johnson, thank you! You gave us a wonderful hotel, orange sherbet and a restaurant that made the BEST cheeseburgers. I feel for today’s youth, they don’t get to fully appreciate the whole experience. I imagine being on vacation, and pulling into a Howard Johnson’s for dinner. Life just got a little better!

Howard Johnson's

Howard Johnson’s (HoJos) Bright orange roof inviting guests for cheeseburger, fries and a vanilla milk shake. And a cocktail!

Morning

Waking up in the summer just sort of happens. No alarm clocks, no one yelling “GET UP”. Sleeping with white sheets and a chenille bedspread, with the window open, and the sheer curtain gently blowing is a childhood memory I wish I had. Instead, I decided to paint it for myself, and for you! Savor the morning.¬†Morning.JPG

Blue suitcase with red hat

All Packed

I can still remember the smell of that old suitcase. Imagine all the trips it had been on! This time, it was Frontier Town! “Don’t put that hat in the suit case, you’ll smush it!” Sitting on top of the made bed, this packed suitcase is ready for another adventure!

Blue suitcase with red hat

All packed and ready to go this vintage suitcase has traveled to some, well, ordinary places! Painted in oil, “All Packed” reminds us of the simple days of childhood!

Who’s Thirsty?

garden hose

Who’s Thirsty? 10″ x 10″ Oil on Gessobord

We didn’t have water bottles- there was no sippy box, pouch or fancy energy drink. If you were outside playing, and you were thirsty, you would simply turn on the spigot, bend down a bit, wait for about 10 seconds until the cold water reached the end of the hose, then take a long, long gulp swallowing, swallowing and swallowing. Of course, you would then offer the hose to the next sweaty, out of breath neighborhood friend. If you were on your game that day, you might remember to turn off the hose. Or, your father might step in ¬†huge puddle and yell out ” Who left the dam hose on?”

Cherry Kool-Aid

cherry koolaid

Cherry Kool-Aid, 10″ x 10″ Oil on Gessobord

Making Kool-Aid was hit-or-miss. First, you had to have packet. Chances are, we didn’t have enough sugar to fill the measuring cup. Next, to find the pitcher- (dump out whatever old drink was brewing in that!) After accidentally snorting the unsweetened powder when you opened it, get your spoon, add sugar, stir, then pray that you would have ice in the ice-cube maker! If all was right with the world, you would have the perfect sugary cup of cherry Kool-Aid. All in a summer’s days work!

Shaken,not stirred.

What is it about the Martini that reeks of class? Fancy glass? Olives in a drink? I would love to sit down with Geotge Peppard (Breakfast at Tiffanys) and enjoy just one Marini. It’s a flirty drink- you would never make one for yourself and sit on your couch drinking it. I can just imagine the music spewing out of the restaurants in the sidewalks of Saratoga, say in 1965. How great would it be to have just one Martini sitting on that sidewalk?

Note: Not even one Martini was consumed for this painting.