Where it came from.....

I really never talk about the origins of my visual work but in the instance of the last post I feel as though I should. My fathers dad, my grandfather on his side, died when my dad was very young. As we were going through drawers at Mom's after she passed we came upon the fisherman...my fathers father with a stringer of fish. I've had no memory of ever seeing it before and on the back of the print was his name Claud D. Morgan. Sort of a piece of the puzzle came to light - what did he look like, what kind of man was he.......etc. I've had a ton of speculation ranging through my mind. He was a working man owning Carthage Foundry manufacturing articles for retail sales. I remember one story Dad told me when I was young, it goes as follows;

My dad and his father went down to the foundry on a Sunday so his dad could check on something. Leaving dad in his office my grandfather went out on the factory floor. My father spotted a putter and then noticed several ball bearings displayed on a rack on the wall obviously needing to be used as golf balls. After a while my grandfather returned to find the aspiring golfer with ball bearings scattered around the office and a putter dinged up from hitting the steel balls around the room. Sitting my dad down in a chair after examining the putter with the dings he told dad that he had really harmed the putter and another one would haver to replace it. He ended the conversation with the remark I still remember to this day, "You never get ahead buying the same thing twice". Lesson learned.

Seeing my grandfather with the stringer of fish in the photograph at the time I was assembling the post from yesterday really seemed to fit. Of course one other sideline is that the WWW should exist for as long as mankind, and if my relatives in the future stumble upon my blog they can see the only photograph of Claud D. Morgan taken after a good day of fishing.