
My grandfather died when I was 14 years old. Because I was the only lefty in the immediate family, I was given his golf clubs. Edward H. "Pat" Murphy was an avid if not very good golfer. Gramp was about 5' 5" tall, reddish blond hair with a fair, freckly complexion. I used his clubs into my early 20's then gave up golf but hung onto the golf clubs for sentimental reasons. Forty years later I still have them.
I composed this painting from a series of pictures I took. I kept tightening the composition but I think it could have been even tighter.
I almost tossed this one away halfway through. I managed to mess up the head of the driver (wooden club) and had to scrub it a bit and repaint. I don't care much for the clubto the left of the driver. I didn't quite get it. But I hung in there and finished the painting.
I started the painting my putting in a light yellow background for the grass. I followed that with some light green grass blades then kept adding darker and darker greens until I finally put in some very dark blue-green shadows.
I'm glad I didn't throw this one away, but it won't make the top 10 anywhere.
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