Jasminek
07-24-2010, 02:05 PM
Hi,
Another water color painting displaying 2 boys with their water buffalo in a rice paddy.
I have certain affection for water buffalos, could be the time that I spent with my paternal grandfather when little. My father as a border patrol policeman moved us to the Northern border of Thailand far away from the families in those days. It took us over 10 hours to travel the mountains of about 70 kilometers. I was told that when mother and father first moved there, they had to hire elephants and donkies to carry their household goods, in 1952. So in summers, going to visit grandfather was a special treat. My grandfather was a farmer who grew rice and everything else. He owned about 5 buffalo, one elephant which meant in those days, a comfortable man.:D
I wanted to ride a buffalo to rice fields in the mornings (I was about 10 then), none of the buffalo even considered this funny little girl on the back. After begging, my grandfather talked this nice, huge female buffalo into it. (Ones must talk nicely to them, I was told.) So the 1st morning, me, on the back of the nice lady started. My grandfather was leading 3 buffalos in the front, my lady and I were the last. About half way to destination, in the middle of muddy rice paddy, she moved certain way and I slid back on my rear to sit in the mud. :eek: She walked quickly ahead of me, I called (not so nicely), she stopped and turned the head, gave me those eyes like "You silly girl!". Never forget those nice, calm eyes.;)
I tried to capture those eyes in this painting.
Any comments and advice is appreciated.
Another water color painting displaying 2 boys with their water buffalo in a rice paddy.
I have certain affection for water buffalos, could be the time that I spent with my paternal grandfather when little. My father as a border patrol policeman moved us to the Northern border of Thailand far away from the families in those days. It took us over 10 hours to travel the mountains of about 70 kilometers. I was told that when mother and father first moved there, they had to hire elephants and donkies to carry their household goods, in 1952. So in summers, going to visit grandfather was a special treat. My grandfather was a farmer who grew rice and everything else. He owned about 5 buffalo, one elephant which meant in those days, a comfortable man.:D
I wanted to ride a buffalo to rice fields in the mornings (I was about 10 then), none of the buffalo even considered this funny little girl on the back. After begging, my grandfather talked this nice, huge female buffalo into it. (Ones must talk nicely to them, I was told.) So the 1st morning, me, on the back of the nice lady started. My grandfather was leading 3 buffalos in the front, my lady and I were the last. About half way to destination, in the middle of muddy rice paddy, she moved certain way and I slid back on my rear to sit in the mud. :eek: She walked quickly ahead of me, I called (not so nicely), she stopped and turned the head, gave me those eyes like "You silly girl!". Never forget those nice, calm eyes.;)
I tried to capture those eyes in this painting.
Any comments and advice is appreciated.