Price $665. -I Remember the Trampoline Park with Sprinklers 36″x24″ mixed media on canvas ©2009
So back in the day, there was a trampoline park down the street. I think it cost like $1.50 for 30 minutes and for an extra .25 cents, they would turn on the sprinklers, which today, really sounds like an extreme safety hazard.
When you first arrived to the park, you had to walk down a path covered by a breezeway and white gravel on the ground. On the left side of the walkway were these signs with crazy looking zombie creatures painted on them. Next to each zombie was a handwritten list of potential hazards and various warnings related to trampoline jumping. The phrase “at your own risk” still comes to mind when I think of a trampoline.
I can’t tell you how many times I fell off or hit the side rails on the way down. I was far from athletic, let alone a gymnast, but I sure tried to flip and turn my airborne body in every direction imaginable. Surprisingly, I never broke anything, just some minor bumps and bruises and lots of silly laughter…
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Price $945.- “I Remember My Big Wheel” 30″x40″ acrylic on canvas
I thought my green big wheel was really cool and loved riding it around. I still remember the wind blowing through my pig tails and the sound of the hard plastic wheels rolling on the pavement… life was good 🙂
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Price $560. “I Remember a Cheeseburger & a Fry Guy” 24″x30″ acrylic on canvas
I remember when fine dining meant a cheeseburger & a fry guy. We rarely ate out, but when it was time for a Happy Meal it was like the world stopped for just a moment. The smells, the tastes, sights, the toy surprise, the playground… it’s still so vivid in my memory to this day. It’s sad that now, fast food doesn’t have the same effect as before, but I will admit that I still order the kids meal from time to time just to check out the toy surprise 🙂
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Johnny Bright Playground
As children, we have a tendency to push the limits of our pets: with excessive kisses & hugs, unlimited ear & tail pulls and unnecessary attempts at pony rides on the dog, just to name a few. My sister and I were no different. Only one of the many amazing skills my dog possessed, was going down slides at the neighborhood playground. You would think, there might be some sort of fight or resistance from the dog, but he was very willing and eager to partake in our fun. He was a good dog.