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Monday, March 19, 2007
March Madness.....

I remember that the first painting I did was an acrylic on canvas as a teen
of a University of North Carolina basketball player. If you live in the U.S. you know that March is always a
distracting time when this sport takes center stage in the minds of almost all males. I guess the fever must be similar to that of
Italy and football (soccer)...I come by it quite directly because I grew
up in an area in the state where there are four universities located within
a half an hour from each other and there is nothing
stronger than the rivalry,
especially between Carolina
(as we call UNC) and that other home of fans noted as
Crazies. I was amazed that there are a number of books
out there that detail the
specifics of this rivalry.
I can't help but get caught
up in it since I have been a
Carolina fan since I was able to hold a brush in my hand. One of the great things about this time in winter is the Road to the Final Four because I know that winter is leaving our area and the first signs of Spring are upon us. It brings back to mind the night when we visited Pistoia
and had train tickets to go
back to our hotel in Montecatini. We had a wonderful
meal and visit with friends
at the local gelateria and
returned to find the train
station that evening totally
darkened and no train to be
had! Luckily, I knew at the
time enough Italian to ask a
sole elderly gentleman if he
was a taxi driver and could take us back. He told me the
price which I relayed to the group, and we were off. The
streets in the city were silent except you could hear
the din of small TV's broadcasting a semi-final game in the rear of restaurants so we knew someone was there but they
weren't open, especially to us. This was the World Cup
and I could relate to the
madness of it all because I
was swept into it again over the weekend here. I did learn two things that evening: that we aren't so different after all, and that I needed to remember to
always bring along the card
from the hotel! I have never
forgotten to pick up one since. Oh...I also sometimes
wonder what happened to that
first artistic canvas on a
grander scale than my notepaper drawings before it.
I believe my father might have gotten rid of it as he
wasn't into art as much as
some people. Hmmm...musings
in the month of madness as I
take a break from painting.

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