4 x 4" original oil
My grandpa passed away last November. My husband and I went to his funeral and saw aunts, uncles, cousins and friends that I haven't seen in years! At the graveside service, everybody that wanted to could take a flower from his casket arrangement before the casket was lowered into the ground. I didn't take one, but I saw my mom choose a rose. She set it in the car and went to talk with friends and family. I got an idea. I thought if I could get a good photograph of her rose, I could paint it, that way the rose would "live" forever, and it would have special meaning. I recruited my dad to hold the rose in the sun while I shot it and the two of us schemed, snickered and smiled, knowing mom would be so happy when she got the final painting. My mom's birthday is in a couple of weeks and I can't wait for her to open the mailed package and see the painting.
|His casket and flowers|
|An 8x10" portrait of my tough, farming grandpa that I painted for my parents a few years ago. The words in the background say things about his life.|