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Before and After the Summer of Love

 
Doodling another motorcycle in 1970.
Loved motorcycles. Drawing them. Riding them.
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I think I did this in elementary school, or 7th grade.
Loved math, geometry, patterns.
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More patterns.
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I used to love to draw leafless trees.
Thought I was REAL good. 
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A Valentine (I think in 7th or 8th grade).
More patterns.
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7th grade art project. Teacher gave me a C.
I thought it was quite impressionistic.  
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6th grade art? Loved the hot red sun. 
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Elementary school, or 7th grade art.
Really loved this tree.
Still do!

 

Comments

Carrie said…
Awesome Dad! You are such a neat guy. Those geometric patterns are so impressive...were those school projects or doodling? The trees are totally amazing! Scott says those handlebars look a little high. And you found the third Motorcycle for the series! Perfect! I can add it to our wall! Cool Dad! Love you!
Scott said…
You are so sweet. We love you. a.) The geometric patterns were prompted by an assignment. Thanks on the trees! Scott is funny re: the handlebars. (It is a private joke, as we have a disagreement as to the awesomeness, or rather, lameness of high handlebars.) However, this is most assuredly not the third of the series of motorcyles. This one is only an off-hand doodle. Not bad for a doodle. (The missing motorcycle IS in a box somewhere. I just cannot put my hands on it... and it is driving me to distraction that I cannot pull it out of one of the few boxes it can possibly be in. Grrrr.) Thanks for complimenting me on the trees. They are better than the 'pitcher' I drew when you used to go with me to college; Cal State Fullerton. I took an art course my very last semester. Nauvoo Temple, and others things came out of it. You used to come to class and sit quietly under the tall art stand/desk. This would late 1979, just as Sydney was about to be born. Just after the car accident your mother and I had, and just after my appendectomy. It was a busy few weeks.
Scott said…
You also used to come with me to the Sunday School classes I taught in West Covina. I taught one of the teenage Sunday School classes for 2-3 years in a row, moving up with the bishop's and stake president's kids, etc. Jaeger, Beatse, Demke, Pyper, etc. The other year I taught the Marriage and Family Relations class. You came to that too. Sat in the middle of the room and never made a peep. Of course, the times you came with me to the youth Sunday School classes, the girls held you. Lots. Remember, you were not only very well behanved, you were VERY cute. Very.
Scott said…
Found it! (The real third motorcycle. See new post.)

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