Another war covered in the “Lucky Seven” series. Again, on April nights back in 2013, I would sink into my studio at 7:00 p.m. and paint a fast series of images depicting my general story of the war. After the seventh, I would end engagement and trudge back upstairs, exhausted. War is hell. Although I gained valuable experience with spontaneity and the palette knife, I lost too many hairs to count in the process. After each war, I vowed never to enlist again. Until the next night, when I found myself at my wit’s end, and the propaganda machine had me convinced that the other side was pure evil.
A happy note about this war. Only one civilian death at Gettysburg. And by accident! Caused as much by an over-zealous bread-baker as the stray bullet that found her kitchen.