Ruth was my Grandmother’s sister. I could probably count on my one hand the number of times that I’ve seen her because she lived so far away. My Grandmother told us all kinds of stories about her childhood growing up in San Francisco in the early 1900’s. She shared about her parents telling her that if she wasn’t a good little girl she would be given to the ‘Rag-Bottle-Bag Man’. There was one that stood out the most. Hilda was older than Ruth and she was often put in charge of taking care of her little sister. One day Hilda took Ruth for a ride pushing Ruth in a baby buggy up and down the streets of the city. What a ride it must have been. Somehow Hilda let loose of the buggy and sent Ruth flying. I don’t know who or how Ruth was saved, but I always loved this story.
About this Collection
This is one of many small oil paintings in my series titled ‘Women’. They each represent family, friends and other women who bring inspiration in our daily lives. This project started out as a study for future color palettes for my larger paintings and emerged as little gems. At first when it came time to name each piece, I realized that each had their own personalities and reminded me of individuals that have touched my life in some way.