Maybe he painted in Kindergarten. I can’t imagine that he didn’t. Though, he says today is his first time painting, 09 October 2011. Well, he further notes, besides walls of houses. Vince Graham sits with me in the courtyard at his downtown place of stay and looks up at me, ‘This is fun.‘ I like this man. He’s always surprising. Not that he said, ‘This is fun,’ but the way he says it, when he does, and his ‘yes,’ to experience. I enjoy conversations with Vince: A little sporadic, always welcoming, a lot provoking. Earl, his yellow lab, naps beside us. It’s a sweet fall day in Charleston, S.C.. The tall walls of the courtyard wrap us in, the fountain is playing water, we are sitting facing each other with the canvas on an outdoor table that is the exact size of the canvas (unintentional wonder) between us with choices galore of brushes and paints while the green vines growing everywhere rest us calm and cheerful. It rained a bit and pulled us inside for salmon, cheese, almonds, and crackers after a few hours. Then, we continued back as the sun broke in. We started at around Noon and ended at around 3 p.m., with Vince making the last brushstroke at the top right corner.
I’ve known Vince for a few short months now. From what I can tell, the man is fascination-and-greatness, personified. Maybe it’s too early to say that. Tomorrow he could do something crazy strange, courageously. And this would just further prove my point. Plus, if Vince reads this, he’d probably say something witty to brush the compliment back to me.
In short, I enjoy Vince’s wonder.
He’s a developer. Note this link: iongroup.com
He’s becoming a dear friend.
He likes to make noise from the top of his castle. Note this link: castlemugdock.com and play Where’s Waldo with where the canon is, with which he makes noise.
This painting is, well, so sweet to me.
Memorable: Vince would start painting his chair and become fascinated by the colour of it, and then return to the loose canvas and conversation. He noted that I had a lot of golds. I did have a lot of golds. He had to really search for the red tube of paint. I have a lot of blues and greens. I shared my colour theory with Vince. It goes like this, we are attracted (buy, pick out, gravitate toward, etc.) the colours we are wearing at the time. This was further proven in the final painting, subconsciously based in the colours we were wearing. I told Vince that my theory is fool proof. He said I was exaggerating. He’ll see. Oh yes, and I started mixing two paint colours together for my first brush stroke, and he took one paint colour in a separate tube out for his brush stroke (note: there are about 50 choices of paints in a bag with the obvious massive arrays of combinations)… my mix and his selection ended up matching exactly. Lovely start, holy middle, playful end.
I think he painted a rugby player and a fish.
Since he is basically my landlord at the office, I think I will return the favour. I’m going to frame this piece and lease my share to him for $1.99/5 years stay on his wall, with a 30 year contract and the option to renew.
I think he’ll go for that.