tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post6351760601220118137..comments2023-11-16T00:27:14.569-08:00Comments on Daily Art West: Don Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497657029761169270noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-20973151418547031062008-08-27T13:32:00.000-07:002008-08-27T13:32:00.000-07:00Alex--many thanks!Alex--many thanks!Don Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10497657029761169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-40064365783918048422008-08-27T09:23:00.000-07:002008-08-27T09:23:00.000-07:00Don hello, Excellent result and very well structur...Don hello, <BR/>Excellent result and very well structured painting, reminds me my early years in Kibbutz.<BR/>Very well done painting!<BR/>AlexAlex Perez pintor contemporaneohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01551068214299471277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-24417833897452859502008-08-26T22:12:00.000-07:002008-08-26T22:12:00.000-07:00Hi Silvina, welcome back! Hope you're rested and r...Hi Silvina, welcome back! Hope you're rested and ready to wear down some more of those hog bristles. We've missed your posts. Thanks for the kind words.Don Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10497657029761169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-52103493104547640972008-08-26T22:07:00.000-07:002008-08-26T22:07:00.000-07:00Thanks, Onpainting (Bill and/or Lisa.) At the age ...Thanks, Onpainting (Bill and/or Lisa.) At the age of 17 I was saved from what no doubt would have been a longer career in the hayfields by a case of hayfever, which came on with sudden intensity one sunny morning while swathing meadowgrass. The pollen swirled up in great clouds, my eyes rapidly swelled shut and I had to go to the doctor for a shot. That pretty much marked the end of my farming life and the beginning of allergies that continue to this day. But hey, it's gotten me out of a lot of hard work over the years :)Don Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10497657029761169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-60688748781739807232008-08-26T21:41:00.000-07:002008-08-26T21:41:00.000-07:00You're right, Dixie--so many small animals soon t...You're right, Dixie--so many small animals soon turn a haystack into a home. I guess it is architecture after all. Thanks for the recollections.Don Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10497657029761169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-40887427290519590892008-08-26T21:37:00.000-07:002008-08-26T21:37:00.000-07:00Hi Mark,I've been trying to relive my youth, but t...Hi Mark,<BR/><BR/>I've been trying to relive my youth, but then I get sleepy and need a nap. Maybe I've gone too far back.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the note.Don Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10497657029761169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-50406549010992255002008-08-26T15:36:00.000-07:002008-08-26T15:36:00.000-07:00Got back from vacation yesterday and I remember se...Got back from vacation yesterday and I remember seeing fields with huge hay bales on our drive back. I wanted so badly to stop and set up my pochade box in a field! Those geometric shapes call to me.<BR/><BR/>I'm really enjoying the cool blue light in the shadowy foreground of this painting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-7582268907232842832008-08-26T12:25:00.000-07:002008-08-26T12:25:00.000-07:00Don, you have a way of making the everyday beautif...Don, you have a way of making the everyday beautiful.<BR/><BR/>I really like this piece and the house/fence below. Great work.<BR/><BR/>I remember baling hay in the summer; not fondly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-74944836495040517122008-08-26T10:55:00.000-07:002008-08-26T10:55:00.000-07:00Hi Don, I like your Painting. It brings back memor...Hi Don, I like your Painting. It brings back memories of childhood.Kids climb hay stacks and imagine that they are climbing mountains, Hiding between the bales, finding a nest of chicken eggs or baby kittens. Nothing can beat the smell of fresh hay....DixieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3674898426369236660.post-4288843945748488222008-08-26T09:47:00.000-07:002008-08-26T09:47:00.000-07:00Come on Don, buck up and try to relive your youth....Come on Don, buck up and try to relive your youth. It's amazing how heavy things have become since we were able to buck a bale of hay. The youth of today are so physically weak that they now use special tractors to load and stack the hay. The memories asociated with bucking and stacking hay come back every time you paint hay bales or stacks. I agree with you that I am content to watch from a distance and as long as you continue to provoke reverie of the past, I will return again and again to look at your your paintings. Thanks Don.<BR/>MarkAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com