Blue Ridge Parkway Artist, Pink Lady, and Apple Turnover


 

Blue Ridge Parkway Artist

 

evepeacecopyrightEvening Peace    Original 18’X23″ Oil Painting     $843

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countrysunsetcopyrightCountry Sunset  Original 8″x10″ Oil Painting      $168

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hucklyberrylinetrailcopyrightHuckleberry Line Trail  Original Oil Painting has been Sold

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The Pink Lady of the Grove Park Inn

Asheville’s Grove Park Inn has a reputation as one of North Carolina’s premiere hotels. First opened in 1913, the Grove Park was built by Edwin Wiley Grove and his friend and Son-In-Law Thomas Seely. Grove had made a fortune selling Grove’s Tasteless Chill Tonic throughout the South. Asheville and the nearby towns were popular health resorts at the time, and when grove visited Asheville on his doctor’s advice he decided to stay.

Soon, he and Seely began construction on the inn, designed to rival the finest hotels in America. George Gerhswin, Harry Houdini, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and even President Obama have all stayed at the Grove Park. Known for its elegance and comfort, the Grove Park hosts several world-class restaurants and a superior spa on site. It’s a beautiful, relaxing, romantic inn that you would never want to leave. And, according to legend, one guest never did.

The Pink Lady is the Grove Park Inn’s resident and much-loved phantom. This kindly spirit has been seen and felt in the halls of the Inn for nearly a hundred years. She is said to be the spirit of a young woman who fell to her death from a balcony on the fifth floor of the Inn in the 1920s. She is usually seen in the form of a pink mist, or sometimes as a full-fledged apparition of a young woman in a pink ball gown.

There are various stories about who this young lady was and how she met her end. Some say that she had come to the Inn for a clandestine evening with married lover, and who threw herself from the balcony when he called an end to their affair. Others say she was a young debutante who accidentally slipped and fell to her death.

Whatever her origins, The Pink Lady is agreed to be a good-natured, even a kind spirit. She seems to particularly enjoy the company of children, and seems a little more willing to reveal herself to them than to adults. She has been seen by the beds of children who were taken ill during a stay at the Inn, speaking softly to them and gently stroking their hands. In one famous case, a doctor who had been staying with his family at the Grove Park left a note when he checked out asking the staff to thank the lady in the pink ball gown, and that his children told him how much they enjoyed playing with her during their stay.

The Ghost of the Pink Lady is also said to enjoy playing small pranks. She’s been blamed for lights, air conditioners, and other electrical devices turning on and off by themselves. She seems to enjoy rearranging objects in the rooms. It’s also been said that she’ll occasionally wake up a sleeping guest with a good tickling on the feet.

While she has been seen all around the Inn, the spirit seems particularly attached to room 545. According to tradition it was from the balcony off of this room that the young woman fell to her death.

The Inn’s employees are used to the presence of The Pink Lady, and treat her as just another part of the tradition of the grand old hotel.

How to Get There

The Grove Park Inn is located at 290 Macon Avenue in Asheville. The Inn is open year-round, reservations are recommended.

 

I got this great story from Stories from the Mountains. I usually paraphrase what I find, but this time I printed the whole tale!  It is such a great one!

 

Life with The Word and Bird Man – Clyde Kessler

When you live with a writer, word play is the order of every day.  We were watching the news when a commercial came on about apple turnovers.  Of course, my husband couldn’t resist saying, “Why did the apple turn over?  That cracked me up and I wanted to include it in my blog but, as always, he checked the internet to see if this joke was already around.  It is and the answer is great!  The apple turned over to see the banana split!

I hope you enjoyed my paintings by an artist of The Blue Ridge Parkway

My New Oil Painting is Coming Along!


hucklyberrylinetrailcopyrightRain Pond, Huckleberry Line Trail   Original Painting has been Sold

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Our Blacksburg Ghost Story near The Blue Ridge Parkway and a Gorilla…


My Artwork

housebburgcopyright  House in Blacksburg        Original Oil Painting has been sold

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Since I have been blogging about New River Valley Ghost stories lately I thought this painting would be a good one to put up.  I had no intentions of painting a ghost house but the dissolution of form in the warm and cool colors, in a way, gives the impression of an other-worldly place.

Our Short Blacksburg Ghost Story

I am a very level-headed person and extremely skeptical of anything that is considered to be supernatural.  I took a silly Big Bang test a while back to see which character I am like on the show, and, of course, it was Sheldon.  My husband says I remind him of Spock from Star Trek.

Anyway, having said all that, I must say I have had three strange experiences in my life that I cannot explain.

Here is one of them.

Years ago my husband and I needed to get a larger apartment at the complex we lived at in Blacksburg, VA.  The manager said F-67 was open and we grabbed it.  They were having a hard time renting it and we couldn’t see why.  They were all alike.

Shortly after we moved in we were resting on our bed when we heard, very clearly, a voice that seemed to be coming from the closet.  The word was Rachel in a strange voice.  It happened a few more times and we just ignored it.  We never heard it again.

The only logical explanation would be that someone that could throw their voice like a ventriloquist was outside and playing a trick on us.  We will never know!

hucklyberrylinetrailcopyrightRain Pond, Huckleberry Line Trail in Blacksburg     Original Painting has been sold

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This pond no longer exists.  It was at the Blacksburg Airport when my husband and I were first married.  We would walk out to it every Sunday afternoon.  That is such a pleasant memory.

rockgardencopyrightRock Garden   Original 32″x40″ Professionally Framed Oil Painting    $2720.00

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This painting was inspired by the beautiful flower gardens at Virginia Tech in Blacksburg VA

Life with The Word and Bird Man – Clyde Kessler

I try very hard to avoid problems on the internet.  I know that people can copy a site and make it look like an official request for a phishing attempt.  I know that people will try to get money from me by claiming they want to buy a painting and I need to pay their private shipping company out of the excess money on the check they send me.  Of course, the check is phoney and I am out the shipping money.

I have never fallen for that one and never will.

I do download some sites that are designed to help me improve my art sales.  They look perfectly okay to me.

My husband is much more cautious than I am and he says I would download a gorilla and let it walk around the house!   I would not!  We already have enough monkeys around here.