I finally settled in enough to pick up my paint brushes and start painting. This is the first painting I've done since I moved.
I first noticed this home while driving and looking around my neighborhood. as I drove the 15 minutes to the beach. I noticed a sign that read "Welcome to World Famous Victory Drive", which prompted me to say aloud "I aint never heard of that shit".
Apparently Victory Drive is part of Highway 85, because at the end of the highway, in Tybee Island, was a sign that read "End of Highway 85, My Other End Is In San Diego", which prompted me to laugh aloud.
I was sure this home must be some landmark of some kind, turns out it isn't, it's just somebody's home. Very big, very beautiful homes, with big, beautiful trees are everywhere I look around here.
The people are friendly, and most everyone I see on the streets seem to be smiling. I'm still trying to get used to the southern accent and all of the rain and water everywhere here, but so far I love it, even the humidity.
I'd like to eventually paint 100 buildings located in Savannah. It might take me years, but this is the first one.
"920 Victory, Savannah"
24" x 30"
Acrylic on Canvas
Wondering what all these gigantic insects around here are, TONY
Here's a couple pics of my home in Savannah, for those that asked to see them, and for some that didn't ask you get to see them anyway. This is day number ten here for me, so the interior is in no shape for a closeup yet!
I'm on a corner, so there's a side yard and a street to the left, and out of view is another walkway to the right (and another palm tree) that leads to the backyard.
Junior (below) under one of the Pecan trees in the backyard. He already thinks he owns the entire neighborhood. The spooky garage in the backyard under another Pecan tree. I stuck the crucifix on the door to voodooize any evil spirits and to eventually claim it's a Calgary church so I can avoid paying property taxes. Just kidding (about the taxes anyway).