Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Island Alley

Island Alley, L. Daniel, 12 x 9


As kids, we used to play in the alley behind our grandparents' home in Wisconsin. There was always an intrigue about being in that "in between" place separating the backyards. (And I remember there were always hollyhocks growing there.) This dirt alleyway has that same kind of draw for me. This is not the alleyway of my childhood, but I have been wanting to paint it for a long time. :)

6 comments:

jack purvis said...

Nice nostalgia. My back alley as a kid had rows of washing

Elaine Hurst said...

My aunt lived in Savannah, GA. There was a dirt alleyway behind the last house she lived in, which even as an adult really intrigued me. The dirt ones almost feel like paths, or trails that lead to some sort of mystery. Love your painting!

Barbara M. said...

This is so beautiful Laurel,
It's more spectacular than any alley I've been in.

Love your work!

XOXOXOXOXOXOXBarbara

Jane Hunt said...

Beautifully painted scene - it does have a magical feel. It's so fun to find those special places that remind us of our childhood!

Kathy Cousart said...

Beautiful- love the light coming in on the structure. Also love the trees- you are the best at gorgeous trees! Love Alleys...hoping to come through SSI tomorrow to at least get some pics:)

FairieMoon said...

There was something really magical about the alley behind grandma and grandpa's house...that garage with someone living in it, the rotting stump, the bleeding hearts, the back gates...I remember walking down the alley and trying to peer through the fence at the Ferraro's pool. I totally get it!