|Julie Townsend Studio||
Most of my childhood memories involve growing up near the small town of Eldon, Missouri. We lived in a very small mobile home positioned 1/2 mile down a country gravel road off Hwy 52 on 20 acres of wooded property. 20 acres is a goodly amount of land for any child to explore and have plenty of childhood adventures. Our house was tiny, cramped and stuffy so I recall that I spent as much time as I could outside. I had my own clubhouse at the edge of the clearing that we call our backyard. I loved spending time there.
Our property was fenced very much like shown here in my painting. Old fence posts strung with 3 strands of barbed wire. The line of fence posts that bordered the gravel road that accessed our property were always painted white because my mother liked everything in the front yard, including 3 feet of the base portion of many of the trees, recycled rubber tire planters, well house, porch and our swing set all shining under many layers of white paint. I think she would have had me paint all the rocks in the driveway if she had thought about it.
The rest of the fence posts that separated our property from Old Man Shulte's pasture were left to succumb to the elements and slowly decay giving way to the character of the wood. Knots and flaws in the wood probably go unnoticed by most but in this piece I wanted to show how this post still is standing strong enough to be home to many growing things. Strong enough to still create that a barrier between the field and their grassy home.
This new painting I've just completed reminds me of home. In the summer everything about Missouri is dominated with the color green. There is just so much vegetation there and living in that vegetation is vast number of small creatures living their lives out in the search of food and trying not to become food themselves. I call this piece, "Life at the Fence Post" and it is 36x24 inches and painted in acrylic.