This is him, my dad, Pops, Daddy...Finished now, the last details in place. Oil, 12 x 24 inches, never for sale. It's been very, very hard to paint this image. When I did my mother (April 1-6, 2006 blog pages) I was deep into the last days with her, and could drop her image off my brush with true oneness. Not so this one. I've been truly on artistic emotional roller coaster as I painted this one. Perhaps tonight I can finally get some decent sleep!!
My father was a wonderful dad to me, and eleven years after his death, I see this pose, this facial expression, and it is as if he were right here with me. As I developed the painting, I could feel him coming "on cat feet" to be with me. Now I sit quietly, and feel his presence. Tears come. For we cannot undo the past, we can only accept it and move on. Full of emotion as I give you this gift, I can say that this painting will be one of the cornerstones of my collection. It will hang in my studio with my Mom's image.
For the fires, we are still not in danger, the mountain we're on is Box Springs, and as of now, the fires are all quite north of us. But we do prepare, and hope never to have to implement the plan for evacuation. I earmark paintings if we need to be evacuated, and this will be one of them.
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Elin, I can only hope that someday one of my four daughters might share the sensitivity you have expressed in this painting about a father that now lives on beyond his years. Thank you.
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