Painting is the closest I come to meditation…..it is focused, silent and takes time and continuous practice. This painting of my grandson was started when he was 4 years old…..I have just finished it and he is now 11 years old. I kept putting it away as it was so difficult to express more than a simple likeness. I cannot know if the painting expresses by itself what I feel as I paint…tenderness, hope and love. His elder brother Harry said to him at the time, “You’re making a fire-truck”. “I AM making a fia-twuck”, he replied. I have captured a moment in time , a rich memory as I paint.
Life got in the way but it was finished eventually….