Archive for February, 2015

Monday, February 23rd, 2015

Graves’ Country Gallery, late 1980s , North main Street, Lodi (Seedy section of Lodi). I usually accommodated the prostitutes by watching their bicycles as they went with their client), it was a Sunday Morning. I had just opened when one of the prostitutes walked in wit a bag of Gummy Bear candy for me. She explained that it was in appreciation for watching her bicycle. just as she walked in and was giving them to me, my lovely wife showed up. Stunned the prostitute looked at me, then Arlene, saying to Arlene, “And they are meant for you too!”—such a great world of fun and memories–You will read many stories such as this in my next book

None of the paintings are for sale

Tuesday, February 17th, 2015

I want to learn how to paint primitive images of dogs, cats, sheep, donkeys, etc.—watch—come weird attempts may be forthcoming—-Also sadly, I will not be offering any paintings for sale in the next few months—just don’t have the heart to charge!—The possibility of March 1st is closed.—-olRoff

Ellen gemmill–”I have a story to tell”

Sunday, February 1st, 2015

Ellen Gemmill I have a story to tell. During the process of working on my family tree, I came across a painting online, titled “Brother Louis.” Upon looking at the 2 images that were posted, I knew right away that the Louis was my great-uncle (my maternal grandmother’s brother), Louis Zanelli. I contacted the person who had posted the painting and explained a little about who Louis was, and told him that I was very interested in buying the painting, and would he consider selling it? He was reluctant (he really liked it, too!) and tap-danced a little bit about making a commitment to sell. We messaged back and forth on FB after that, and the happy day arrived when he contacted me and said he was willing to sell it to me. I was so happy and excited! Well, the day finally arrived (last Friday) that the painting was delivered. I didn’t tell the gentleman because I wanted to wait for the “unveiling” for the weekend, and wanted to have pictures to post. I want to dedicate this post and these photos to the wonderful, caring, talented man who so graciously agreed to return the painting to the family from which it came, and to where it belongs. Thank you, thank you, Roff Graves; you will never know how happy this made me. If you ever come east and would like to visit, you are welcome any time!