Under the Sea – Watercolor
Well it’s off to the beach for my family, and I just can’t wait. We will be leaving tomorrow and staying a week. There will be fishing, sand sculpting, painting and tanning, what else could a man want in life. I have so many memories of vacationing at the beach as a young boy and recent.
My first, although I don’t remember it because I was to young, but it makes a great story, is of course about my brother. As the story is told, we were at the Florida beach, I was 1-2 my brother 5-6, wading waste deep in the shark infested waters (O.K. maybe they were just guppies) when out of no where it happened… Oh my God the horror, the blood, the screaming, that’s right, a crab got a hold of his toe. Most beach goers thought it was the returning of our Lord, why you ask, because my brother walked on water, and only one other time in history, did that happened. O.K. now close your eyes, picture a kid that looked like Ernie on the old t.v. show My Three Sons, wading in the waters and shooting straight up in the air completely out of the water, never to sink below the water level again, and yet making it back to shore by running. That was my brother, not the returning of the Lord, although sometimes he likes to think of himself as God like.
The second funny memory was the vacation to Daytona, where you can drive and park on the beach. I was a young teenager, my mom and stepdad driving an extended 1978 truck decided to park on the beach. O.K. that’s normal, but being my stepdad, he wanted the best parking spot on the beach so he drove up and parked in front of everyone else, placing us close to the beach. All good right… wrong, you see there are these things called tides, they go out and yes you guessed it, they eventually come back in, to make a long story short, a heavy truck, in sand, on high tide, yep a wrecker was called to pull us out. We won’t even mention the trip back, inolving a policeman, my stepdad and jail.
Now, remember the walking on water earlier in this blog, well I’m guilty of it too. My wife and I was at Sanibel Island on our honeymoon. Yes, we went swimming on our honeymoon! Anyway, we were about waist to shoulder deep with this young girl that we didn’t swimming around us, and then it happened, like the scene from Jaws, which we had just seen a few years earlier, a fin broke the top of the water near us. The thoughts rushed thru my head… do I SCREAM like a girl? Do I dive in front of this man eating machine to save my wife? Do I pick this young girl up that we don’t know and toss her in front of the shark, giving my wife and I time to make it to shore? Or count on my 4 years of high school swim team talent and out swim both, leaving my wife and this young child as the distraction? Thank goodness before I had to make such decisions, the little girl, being a Florida native starts swimming towards it, knowing it was a dolphin instead of a shark. O.K. other than screaming like a little girl with a high pitch voice, I looked pretty manly!
So, I hope to bring more stories and memories home with me this week and see ya’ll soon!
The painting is a 4″ x 8″ watercolor on hotpress board, that I’m giving it away while in Florida, not sure who, just someone on the beach or poolside probably.