I can remember as a young’un watching reruns of Bob Ross on PBS during lazy summer days at my grandparent’s house in the back TV room. Â I was always amazed at how he took this big expanse of nothing and produced an intricate little world, and how the simplest little moves spun out the most articulate details. Â Fan brush trees, trowel edged roof lines, and always, always, beating the brush against the easel leg.
via Bob Ross Remixed | Happy Little Clouds | PBS Digital Studios – YouTube.
