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Illustration of the 1920s Flapper accompanied by 2 Jack Russell Terriers relaxing on a beach while being watched by 2 male bathers in the 1920's style striped swimming suits.
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(watercolor illustration on paper, 9X9, 2013)

"The 1920s bathers and 2 Jack Russell Terriers"

I've always been into history. I was into history even before I knew I was into history. My interest in all things old started when my mom started taking me to museums. At the time I wasn't mature enough to appreciate what I was looking at for its historic value, but I could still appreciate things for their aesthetic qualities.

Subconsciously, I used to commit to memory every collar, button, and fabric pattern I'd see in paintings; I was memorizing different styles of antique breastplates on the view at an armory exhibit; I stored in my mind for ages the dragons on a Japanese kimono I saw on display at the museum of Oriental art. I was little so I didn't realized I was doing it until my mom started telling her friends how she was noticing that at six I remembered little details about things I was exposed to when I was two. Quite naturally once I had enough skill to incorporate all those little details into my art I started using the knowledge I've had stored in my mental library. At the time I couldn't tell what century an outfit belonged to, but I could tell which man's outfit and which woman's outfit belonged together, (although, I didn't know how I've come to possess that knowledge).

I still remember the first time I saw a cartoon depicting a woman wearing a strange outfit resembling a sailor's suit. I was about five or six and I didn't recognize it as a bathing suit until I was told by my mom that it was one. Shortly thereafter I was introduced to its counterpart - a man's swimming suit from the 1920s. Its horizontal stripes got stuck in my mind forever. Since then I've painted several artworks depicting the 1920s bathing suits, reason being that I just can't think of anything funkier or funnier-looking than the bathing attire of that time period.

"People shop for a bathing suit with more care than they do a husband or wife. The rules are the same. Look for something you'll feel comfortable wearing. Allow for room to grow."
Erma Bombeck

"If one synchronized swimmer drowns, do all the rest have to drown too?"
Steven Wright

"Do men who have got all their marbles go swimming in lakes with their clothes on?"
P.G. Wodehouse