In another era, when the mountains were new to us, there began the tradition of a great escape. Turn right at the Sugarlands visitor center and follow the signs to Elkmont Campground, follow the little dirt road to the left and stroll into a time gone by. I felt like I walked into a time warp. There are many structures like this one, but all are empty now. Yet with every turn I hear the echoes of laughter and the language of happiness when children explored nearby creeks. I am beginning a series of paintings based on these little buildings. I hope to capture what I feel about this special place.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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