WINTER RED
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Zac Kinkade
Zachary Thomas Kinkade, Thomas Kinkade’s nephew, was born in 1992 and has been passionate about art his entire life. Beginning when he was 11, Zachary began entering and winning national and regional art competitions and shows. Deciding that art was his calling, Zac submitted a portfolio to the Fort Worth Academy of Fine Art and was accepted to the school in preparation of formal university training the arts. During this time, Zac also attended Tarrant County College to study art and most significantly began apprenticing at the Thomas Kinkade Company to explore his own aesthetic vision. Zac continued these relationships while attending Cornell University in Ithaca, New York, where he eventually graduated with honors from that academy’s prestigious school of art and architecture.
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My grandmother was one of the kindest and most giving people I have ever known. Although "Mamacita" (as we called her) lived modestly, she would always provide others with whatever she could to make their lives better and situations more enjoyable. There are many memories I could share about her life and the time we shared. Her ability to make a delicious meal from anything in a seemingly bare pantry, her miraculous "green thumb" that could revive broom straw into verdant flowers, and her genuine heart for Spanish love songs which would invariably bring a tear to her eye are but a few.
But the small reflection of Mamacita I am currently focused on has to do with her love of cardinals. For reasons unknown to me she absolutely adored these red birds and would rush to catch a glimpse whenever one was spotted. Whether they served as some type of harbinger of good fortune in her personal beliefs or was just a joyous promise that the colors of spring were seasonally returning out of the bleakness winter, I am not sure. But, she loved them and now I love them too.
When I see a cardinal, I see my sweet grandmother smiling and speaking Spanish to me, though it is not a language I comprehend. It has been said that an angel gets its wings whenever there is a "shooting star". This may be true. I believe it may also be the case that when Mamacita got her wings, they may have been red and that one of the Cardinals I see in my neighborhood trees is her lovingly looking out for me. I love you Mamacita. I hope you enjoy Winter Red. I painted it for you. And thank you all for sharing my adventures in art.