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. 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. Fan brush trees, trowel edged roof lines, and always, always, beating the brush against the easel leg.
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Bob Ross Remixed | Happy Little Clouds | PBS Digital Studios - YouTube.
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The Black Horse of the Blog World.