It wasn't until I read the nice piece in Patch.Com (
oldtownalexandria.patch.com) that I realized what an influence my elder brother has had on my career. I often paint from the photos of his travels (he's been to all 7 continents), but I hadn't understood his influence on my food paintings. We call him the "Fascist Gourmet", and not always with a smile on our faces. It is true that when I was young and my Mother (also pictured) made actual bunny footprints on our floor at Easter, my brother Vance countered the Easter Bunny fantasy by sprinkling tabasco sauce on random jelly beans in my basket. I wonder if there is a statute of limitations on such a vile crime...
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