My grandfather on my Mom's side was Ralph Rodriguez Sr. He raised a rather large family through the depression. He had a country store and sold groceries to the locals as well as to Hopi and Navaho Indians. I have many fond memories of traveling by train to Bernallio on the "El Capitan" Santa Fe train line. I did a drawing of him in front of a storage building on his ranch where they ground maize. He even had a Hopi oven on the property. It's on his ranch that I learned my fear and distrust of Turkeys. They are evil and vindictive critters . I have no problem eating them.
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Don't talk about learning from me, I'm gonna learn from you, such terrific art you do!
ReplyDeleteWhere I lived a few years ago we had wild turkeys roaming our property in the mountains. They were 'cute' from a distance, quarreling and bobbing about like a bunch of...well...turkeys. But if we got close...well...we learned not to get close. Like you say, they're good eatin'.
great portrait of your grampa
ReplyDeleteThomas...I am going to be studying your charcoal portraits. I really dig them!
ReplyDeleteThanks Isabel...like your blog! I'll be stopping by!
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