Watercoloring a 1903 Cabin in Cotter, Arkansas

Tripp Painting at 1903 Cabin, Cotter, Arkansas

Finally got home before 9:00 p.m. Sunday night, exhausted.  I promise much, much more concerning the Plein Air on the White River event.  I have many, many photos, thanks to Bill Barksdale and my wife Sandi.  I just haven’t the time tonight to get them all posted, as I have to rise at 5:30 a.m. and begin teaching school again tomorrow.

This is a photo Bill took of me very early Saturday morning, as we studied this 1903 cabin, I believe to be the third home built in Cotter, Arkansas.  The sun was just breaking through and the subject was filled with such a magnificent “presence” as I beheld it.  I’ll have plenty more to add tomorrow.

I promised to fill you in on the Emergency Room story.  About 30 minutes after I finished judging the show and the awards were announced, I was visiting with two of the winning artists–Best of Show and Purchase Award winners.  In the midst of our conversation under a tree, a fly or some kind of unidentified insect flew deep into my ear and commenced vibrating so loudly I thought my eardrum was going to explode.  Never had I experienced such pain from a tiny insect.  I could not dig it out, and 3-4 times it shrieked loudly from deep within my ear (I believe it was the wings beating) and the pain was excruciating.  I was driven to the Emergency Room in Mountain Home (about a 30-minute drive as we had trouble finding the darned hospital), and got to go through all that process of checking in, waiting, examination, etc.  Whatever the insect was, it was finally extracted as they flushed my ear with some kind of hot liquid, discovered an ear infection where the alien had been working, and gave me antibiotics and something with which to flush the ear daily.  I was glad to know upon dismissal that whatever the assailant was, it was finally gone, my ear was clean, and there wasn’t going to be anything vile “hatching” somewhere between my inner ear and brain.  A weird, weird event indeed, and I missed meeting all the artists, the wine, the cheese, the conversations–all the wonderful things that wrap up a show, I missed.

Thanks for reading.  More tomorrow . . .

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2 Responses to “Watercoloring a 1903 Cabin in Cotter, Arkansas”

  1. asmalltowndad Says:

    Wow! this is a story that makes you think twice about plein airing! I heard a similar story with a japanese beetle entering a person’s ear and gave them hell until the doctors removed it.
    I enjoy your paintings and hope to see this one soon, but until then, keep the bugs out of your ear and the paint on the paper!

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  2. davidtripp Says:

    Wow, I guess I should count my lucky stars that a Japanese beetle didn’t try to enter my brain. I will admit that Emily Dickinson’s “I Heard a Fly Buzz by When I Died” was on my mind when that demon was buzzing his wings against my eardrum.

    Thanks for the kind comments about my painting. I’m happy to share them as well as attempt to create them. Hopefully this next week I’ll get plenty more done with the Waxahachie plein air event.

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