I have so many portraits of her face, her smile, her freckles, her eyes. A traditional artist’s approach and a mother’s prerogative.
Yet those images do not adequately express the places she loves, where she revels in frivolous youth, where she is quiet and her mind and its wanderings lead her inward journey. This portrait attempts to capture such a moment. A fleeting glimpse of a Novocastrian childhood spent at beach and ocean baths, feet in the water. A story of sensitive girl and her dreaming.
This has just popped up in my emails… 3 years later! What a beautiful thing to see on a Monday. Love your work… Sharon