|St. Francis by Ben Ortega|
|Lightning Pattern, Navajo Rug|
On the right, is one of many Navajo rugs my parents own. Price is more invaluable as they seem to belong with my parents ever since they fell in love with Santa Fe in 1966. We earned some points with them for our nine years of residence there.
And now back to my dad's work, back to the very earliest days of his good art work. The first is a piece he did just after graduating from Brigham Young. I would have been about four months old. It hung in our house for all the years I can remember in my youth. It's good to have a photo of this one:
|(c) 1957, Larry K. Vaughn|
This painting hung in my maternal grandparents' front room. It was a connection to that home and two families.
|(c) Larry K. Vaughn|
The next two are even more important. My dad's in-laws kept these in their bedroom so I didn't see them that often. But I was there when they were painted. And I think they gave even more happy memories to my Grandma and Grandpa. My Grandma grew up there on Yellow Creek. My Grandpa herded sheep up there on the Wyoming-Utah border for Deseret Livestock.
|(c) 1961 Larry K. Vaughn, Yellow Creek|
|(c) 1961 Larry K. Vaughn, The Needles|