Jackie Parry – author

Painting memories – Positive thoughts

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I am a messy painter. The fumes bother me and once I have a project on the go, I become manically obsessed to complete it as soon as possible.

On my 'overalls' which are sucking up the water!

Painting Rouge Corsair when she was in the dry dock

So, after preparing the surface (of the wheelhouse roof – see our ‘rain-catcher’ blog for more details), I had sore knees (I’m not twenty any more, oh okay, I’m not thirty any more either . . . !), I was covered in a fine coating of ‘dust’ and have earned my stiff muscles.

It was time to settle down to paint . . .  the fumes hit me . . . and so did the memories.

I've painted a lot of boats too - Mariah II (our first sailboat)

I’ve painted a lot of boats too – Mariah II (our first sailboat)

I’ve renovated my parents’ house, working with my dad. I’ve renovated a few houses with Noel, our own, and for others. The most interesting was some apartments in Puerto Rico for some friends. The most memorable was my parents’ house, the place I grew up in.

Noel and my dad, (right) - and me blitzed our house in Staffordshire with paint in just a few days. Dad helped us many times over the years!

Noel and my dad, (right) – and me blitzed our house in Staffordshire with paint in just a few days. Dad helped us many times over the years!

My Positives: The paint fumes carried memories of past projects and cherished times. I loved working with my dad, on the house I grew up in. For several weeks my dad and I worked in harmony and I ‘gave something back’, to a house that seemed to look after me and provide me with incredible memories. It was a very special time, for a many different reasons and I’m grateful for those memories.

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Author: jackieandnoel

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2 thoughts on “Painting memories – Positive thoughts

  1. I have similar memories of Johns Dad painting our house. It was a nice calm time chatting about nothing much.x

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    • I think that is exactly it George, having that time for chatting about nothing much – which (I think) is so important and fun! Those silences aren’t awkward or you don’t feel a need to fill them as you can just concentrate on painting! Nice memories!

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