There is a strange feeling that comes of over people when they enter the underworld of fish and swimming animals.
It’s been a while since I uploaded some of my colored waters so I thought I would share a few more. Here’s some I painted during my trip through the South.
Welcome back to regular programming of PTV. I stepped away for a couple of weeks to enjoy a bit of the “La Vita Local†in Italy. Now back to the stories from the Southern Fried Culture road trip.
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“Country music was born just up the road in Bristol, it grew up here in Knoxville and was sold out and corrupted in Nashville, Tennesse,” blasted Tony Lawson with laughter, smiles and the confidence of a man living his dream.
In 1982 Knoxville, Tennesee hosted the World’s Fair from 1 May to 31 October under the theme of ‘Energy turns the World’. As with every World Expo the host city usually builds a symbolic monument to mark the occasion.
Sammy Hagar famously sang I can’t drive 55 and neither can I.
It wasn’t as big a disppointment as South of the Border or Ron Jon’s Surfshop, other kings of southern roadside advertising, but it wasn’t a ten either. All in all its part of Southern Fried Culture and I’m glad I went.
While sipping coffee on the deck of the Hunter Museum in Chattanooga with a view of the Tennessee River a sudden feeling of déjà vu overcame me.
Once on I-75 and a little more comfortable with my sudden change of plans heading towards Chattanooga, Tennessee instead of Asheville, North Carolina, I settled into the joyous mindlessness of long distance driving.
I initially booked an economy car from Dollar-rent-a-car for my adventure through the Southeast. The culture is interesting but you definitely need a car to see it all. I got a car because I wanted to see three cities in two days and the train wasn’t going to cut it. I also wanted the peace of mind you can find from driving on open roads.
Years ago, as a foreign student in a strange land, I quickly learned that my simple interactions with French people and Europeans in general were significant for many reasons. From the moment I set foot on European soil I became a US Ambassador not officially and for the government but unofficially for the people.
Category: Southern Fried Culture