Early one morning I was in deep thought and this image of the checkered race flag shot across my mind. I painted it that day. When I get these downloads of an image, I don't want to lose the inspiration and try to get the image documented on paper.
When I first moved to Kansas City, I was living with my sister and her family. Their neighbor loved racing. He and I were the same age and he was part of a racing crew. I would go to the amateur race tracks with him. Nascar wasn't in Kansas City yet, so amateur track it was. I loved getting to hang out in the Pit with the Pit Crew. It was so exciting. I was right on the track and as the cars came in for a Pit Stop, I watched the crew move about with exceptional speed. I couldn't believe my eyes as I watched each person with their specific "job" to get the car back on the track. It was exhilarating for this small town girl. I still remember when we would leave the tracks, I would rub my hand across my arm and feel the layer of rubber tread on my skin. It always stunned me how much debris the tire tread made.
Acrylic Mixed Media on paper
11in x 14in