My father passed away in June of 2012 from cancer. My Dad was someone who I always felt was there for me... no matter what. He always had my back and was a big supporter of my artistic endeavours. I miss him terribly.
There have been times since his death that I have felt his presence so strongly. One particular time, I was sitting outside and the sun was streaming through the clouds. At the same time, leaves were rustling in a nearby tree and I knew he was right there. I've been trying to capture this moment through sketches for a long time.... feelings are not always easy to capture.
The poppies in the foreground represent myself and my siblings. I drew each one with care and with love. We are all still struggling with his death in our own ways. I am fortunate to have felt his closeness before and after his death.
New challenge starts tomorrow.... not sure what it will be yet. Suggestions are welcome.
There have been times since his death that I have felt his presence so strongly. One particular time, I was sitting outside and the sun was streaming through the clouds. At the same time, leaves were rustling in a nearby tree and I knew he was right there. I've been trying to capture this moment through sketches for a long time.... feelings are not always easy to capture.
The poppies in the foreground represent myself and my siblings. I drew each one with care and with love. We are all still struggling with his death in our own ways. I am fortunate to have felt his closeness before and after his death.
New challenge starts tomorrow.... not sure what it will be yet. Suggestions are welcome.
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