While I was at my parents' house, I picked up some things that they wanted me to have. One was a fragment of carpet, a rather large fragment -- 8' x 12'. It's big enough to go in my dining room. My dining room floor looked like this, a nice wood floor. But in spite of putting felt bottoms on our chair legs, and then putting on plastic gliders, I knew we were scraping the floor each time we ate.
One of these friends is Carroll Karlak. Carroll was a unique woman, and a good friend to me as well. She was dear, kind, simply and unassuming, and very, very gifted. She loved to paint animals. She accompanied mother and me to the Jackson Zoo, took photographs of the animals, and painted them. Anyway, Mother graciously gave me a few of Carroll's smaller pieces.
This blue floral piece has a fun story. Carroll gave mother this piece, wrapped up in a white box. Instead of wrapping the box, she decided to paint the top of the box with the same picture she'd put on the artwork, so she did. When she gave it to my mother, I got the box! Of course, it was only on a white box top, but that didn't matter to me! I framed my first "Carroll Karlak" piece, and put it on the wall. This weekend, my mother gave me to "real McCoy" too :)