|Erin looking eleven and more like herself. What did I learn|
from this three day struggle? I tend to make my noses too narrow. I
totally forgot there's an eye width between eyes.
What do you do when you get up at 3:15 AM to hug, kiss and wave goodbye to loved ones? You cry a little. You go out on the deck and shoot a very early sunrise. You throw some towels in the washer. Then get out Erin and tweak her likeness till you can tweak no more. It's time to move on and say hello to my next project: JD again.
I've got my studio back. I didn't miss it much. Sketches like Erin, my Mom, a couple of pastels and a Sharpe drawing were enough in between sightseeing trips to everywhere. After a few more loads of towels and a nap, I plan on wandering down and poking around. Maybe a little oil sketch? Maybe a watercolor I've have in mind? Maybe tomorrow, after beds are stripped and sheets are washed? I'm at the dirty end of our most memorable vacation at home ever and it's too quiet!
The ruckus of a house full didn't cramp my production. My output on the kitchen table between family outings was respectable considering. A drawing was produced every other day and some cool memories were photographed in between. A good mix.
|Young Mom, Charcoal. Best of show for artwork squeezed in.|
|Old Mom, graphite|
|A Puckish JD on an early summer night.. He maybe my next project.|
|Amsterdam looking Sharpe|
|Amsterdam looking garish. Worst of Show|
|The better part of a failed pastel drawing.|
|Roth men's favorite animal, the White Rhino|
|Roth women's favorite, the chimpanzee-- or is it a gorilla,? He looks kinda a big.|
I'm a city girl.
|The Ford family's favorite: Henry's first model T (Tin Lizzie) in 1903. It was a prototype.|
for the 1908 Model T
|In 1930, the Ford Motor came out with a new model: the Model A (letters of the alphabet are so much easier to remember than those numbers and letters we use now to differentiate between different cars.|
A couple of good drawings and a few interesting photos did not the vacation make. What made the long vacation at home great were the early morning chats we had with our son while the rest the family slept. Once a son marries and has children, it's damn hard getting to talk to him alone and hear about his world from his mouth as he sees it without interruptions or distractions. I loved that old intimacy during our time together. We're going to miss that.