HooHoo's Honeymoon Harley, approximately 30 x 18 inches; paint, paper and polurethane on plywood. Click on each image in this post to enlarge,
Left—I'm holding a puppy named Harp that belonged to a family friend. Hoohoo watched it for a week while they were away, You'll see Hoohoo's face in the mirror behind me. This was taken in her 1766 home, and I still have most of the items behind me. Right—A portrait of Hoohoo in the early 1950s holding one of her cats. The early morning sun was striking it just right.
Hoohoo and me, 1967. I've published this photo before in this blog, but it's a really good one of her, one that really shows her personality, and is exactly how I remember her.
Hoohoo at a young age, holding a bunch of wildflowers and wearing a flowerprinted outfit. She's at the shore near their beach cottage which was only a stone's throw from their main house. The family house, while very close to the shore, lacked water views, being up a large hill and and down the street a bit. The cottage on the other hand, was right on the water, with granite steps going from the lawn right into the water.
O C T O B E R 1 5 , 2 0 1 0 — Today would have been my aunt Hoohoo's 85th birthday. She died in her 57th year, so it's hard for me to imagine her elderly. I can tell you that if she had her health at 85, she would have been a force to be reckoned with and my life would be totally different today. As it is, I probably wouldn't be here today had it not been for her in my young life. My parents were great, Hoohoo was my mother's sister, but she "got" me at an early age, supported me through the bad time, and made me the artist I am today. I've written quite a bit about her in this blog, so I'll leave it at this: Happy Birthday Hoohoo, and I'm so sorry we didn't have more time together once I grew up. I miss you every day.