My classmate’s precocious daughter. My first painting after almost 3 weeks of juggling deadlines. This was rendered from a photo taken by the talented Jane Pinney-Olsen.
I guess tragedies are a perfect motivator. My father-in-law died last Monday. We were looking for a pic of him to be placed beside his ashes. I realized that we never really took a high resolution pic of him. Rather, I was never able to take a good pic of him while he lived [something I plan to change from hereon].
Then it struck me this morning. I painted for people. I might as well paint for my family. So here it is.
As for me, I think I just found a reason to keep taking pics of the people around me. I would want to take pics of them while they are alive, enjoying [or complaining about] life as it turns. That way we can all look back and have common memories to share.
A blogger messaged me, asking me to do a portrait. A portrait of a boy, who died last August. Her son’s best friend.
He was 17-years-old and was swimming in the river with his friends. He slipped under the water and never resurfaced. My friend showed me a couple of tribute videos and one happened to be the 911 call. It was his father, one of the 911 operators, who received the call that his son was missing. His son’s body was found, almost a week later.
I know I made a wish 3 months ago, to be a really good portrait artist. The kind that people would seek out to have portraits done. Well, I must say I didn’t expect it to happen this fast.
Yes he inspires me. I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way. I’ve been wanting to paint him for quite some time. I’ve collected pics of him. Then I found a pic of him waving to the crowd. He had that smile – I knew I had to do it. So I took my pencil and watercolor..and painted the Pope during the celebration of Eid al Adha here in the Philippines. Yes, they declared Monday a holiday.
“It is true that going out on to the street implies the risk of accidents happening, as they would to any ordinary man or woman. But if the church stays wrapped up in itself, it will age. And if I had to choose between a wounded church that goes out on to the streets and a sick, withdrawn church, I would definitely choose the first one.”
– Pope Francis
Just to see how many “layers” of color goes on in my watercolor paintings, I will show two closeup pics: