The other day I told you of my first meeting with my daughter. On today’s blog I spoke of what might have easily been the last day of my son and I. I have had many such scrapes in life but this one I remember vividly. Ross and I have done many foolhardy things together and have had the odd scary moment. This day I speak of must rank high on that list.
I am a very fortunate person in the children I have and the relationship we have together. There is no doubt shared moment as this is a very bonding experience.
Yesterday I shared my 25 minute tiger. Today I share another fast sketch done on the spur. Again I had left the pastels and paper to the ready just in case I felt the urge. This took a bit longer that the tiger. I think this one might have taken nearer forty minutes.
Painted using black pastel board and one white pastel.
I apologise the picture is a shade darker than the original. I do not have access to the original just this picture.
My son is a young man who thinks very deeply and analyses everything. Because of this I thought I had to capture a deep and serious mood. I would not say it is a wonderful portrait. It is recognisable. Still to hear his thoughts on it, if he reads this it will be his first sight of it.
Again the good thing is, as Jerry would say, I am alive and back painting.