Black marker and Caran D'Ache
watercolour crayon on Moleskine paper
8 x 10 inches
Barbara Muir © 2015
This has been the coldest February in Toronto
in 43 years. Achingly cold. When you consider
that February is a winter month, the coldest
one in nearly half a century explains the extreme
level of cabin fever in this town. So you'll understand
why flower sales of spring flowers are way up,
and why even though we had a lot
of fun this month, we are glad to see it go.
I decided to colour in my little daffodil selfie
using the Caran D'Ache and water on a Q-tip
method my friend told me she used to paint
on long plane trips. It is definitely more
vital in colour.
Today is my father's birthday and I think of
him every year on this day. I would love it
if he were here, or up in his house on the Ottawa
river, and I could raise a glass to toast him and
sing Happy Birthday, but I will have to be content
with imagining this as a possibility because he
has been gone for a long time.
What did he give me? An eye for art, beauty and
flowers for sure. A sense of humour, his smile,
a clear understanding that he loved me, my education,
beautiful homes to live in in three different cities,
a love of reading. The list goes on. Thank you
Daddy. Happy Birthday.
Have a celebrating-your-parents day.