First Quarter/Nineteen Years pg47
Full color companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic
The next summer the neighborhood families got it together to go on a camping trip to Half Moon Bay.
The younger kids ditched me, so I wandered over to hang with the moms cooking pots of food on dangerous little stoves — the ones where you hand pump canisters of petroleum to a high pressure and light them on fire. The women were chatting about people I didn’t know and doing that grown-up eye shift down at me to indicate the need to edit and censor with a child present. Childhood kind of sucked. In all likelihood I would be put to work as a scullery maid, so I scooted out of the picnic table kitchen area. — From Chapter 2
This acrylic is a painting I teach in my art classes. It’s from a photo of the headlands taken during a trip to do the Mendocino Art Festival. This scene could just as easily be along the cliffs by Monterey (where my fishing story from childhood is set), as most of the northern California coast is wild ocean, fog, steep rocks and the ubiquitous seagull. Pretty sure a version of this 9x12 painting is available at my ArtByMernie shop on Etsy.
A signed copy of Mernie’s memoir is available via www.merine.com