Happy birthday, Bob Ross! I have wonderful memories of waking up Sunday mornings as a child and watching reruns of his painting show, never thinking that I’d actually be painting eventually, too. I just knew that I liked art and I liked him and I liked how happy he seemed. Here’s a happy tree in his honor.
According to Wikipedia he joined the Air Force at 19 and there “He developed his quick-painting technique in order to be able to create art for sale in brief daily work breaks. Having held military positions that required him to be, in his own words, “mean” and “tough,” “the guy who makes you scrub the latrine, the guy who makes you make your bed, the guy who screams at you for being late to work,” Ross decided that if he ever moved on from the military, “it wasn’t going to be that way any more,” “vowing never to scream again.”
And so he went on to be the chillest and softest-spoken person on television. Besides maybe Mr. Rogers, who I also loved dearly.
(via diverttime)
