Late in 2005, I had this crazy idea.
It had always been an ambition of mine to paint something on my child’s bedroom wall whenever I was fortunate to have a child. While my first idea was to paint some Disney characters, I later decided that I’d do whatever my child liked at the time.
In this case, it just happened to be Thomas the Tank Engine. Anthony loves him, and when even while the mural was still taking shape, he voiced his love for the cheeky little engine.
I began the last weekend of 2005 and was off to a great start. Then, for some reason or another, I stopped working on it for a month. Then I just stopped altogether. I wouldn’t touch it again until this weekend.
Why? Quite simply, I got tired of staring at a Gessoed image on Anthony’s wall. Not only that, but I also wanted to get Anthony a little excited about the trip we’re taking this coming Saturday. So while he took a nap, I went to to work. Ann helped with some of the lettering:
When he woke up from his nap, Anthony came in his room and gasped. “Thank you, Daddy!” he exclaimed. He gave me a big hug.
“I’m not the best painter, kid, but I tried.”
“No,” he said smiling, “you are the best painter, Daddy.” I hugged him and held back tears.
As it turns out, he liked it so much he wanted his picture with it:
Remind me to never put something off ever again.
By the time we were done, here’s what we had completed:
Sure, it’s still lacking some details but it’s progress nonetheless.
Oh, a few more things. I’m creeping closer to the Magic 25 Pound Mark on my diet so I’m pretty happy. And yes, that is a Viva Pinata icon on my Gamertag. It’s a silly game but hey, I needed a change. And I also chose against Guitar Hero II based on my poor coordination. I checked out the preview of it and ah, I don’t think I’m capable of what it requires.
But it still looks like fun.