Sunday

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Found this bittersweet little film about the vanishing art of handpainted advertisements this morning over on NotCot. Nice view into a fascinating world.

5 comments:

  1. I worked in a sign shop that had some of these older gentlemen who had painted mural signs by hand. It was amazing to watch them paint something as simple as a perfectly straight line or an oval freehanded.
    One of these retired guys I worked with actually has recently gotten a painting of a waterfowl he did chosen to be on a postage stamp. He never had an art lesson, just eons of experience.

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  2. Mr.Macabre - Awesome story. I know what you mean about the older guys. That level of handmade craftsmanship is rapidly disappearing in some areas. Thanks for the comment!

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  3. thank you, that was beautiful. I really am a girl from a printed generation, I had seen pictures of painted ads on walls, but I had never really thought about how they got there, or who put them there before, and that makes me really sad. Their work is truly remarkable.

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  4. My grandfather was a sign painter. He was an immigrant from the Ukraine making a new life for himself in America. Before I was born, he fell from a scaffold one day and injured his right arm so severely it had to be amputated just below the shoulder. He had to learn how to write all over again using his left hand. He learned how to paint again too, but he never went back up on a scaffold. He just painted landscapes and portraits for personal pleasure. He passed on in 1995.

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  5. dawn - Yeah, I've known a few sign painters in my time and the skills these guys posess are truly amazing. Thanks for the comment!

    Renee - Thanks for the story about your Grandpa. He seems like he was an incredible guy. I love hearing about people like him!

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