Missing my father

 

My Dad (from his own self portrait)

Charcoal on Canson Mixed Media paper

13 x 14 inches

Barbara Muir © 

(My father loved black and white photography --

he had books by all of the greats in

that field.  He took beautiful colour

photos too, but that was not his passion.  
The photo I based my drawing on told

me so much about my father.  His love

of playing with light and his knowledge

about light is so evident.  Plus this

is my father in casual dress!  Yes!

He wouldn’t leave the house, even

to go to the store for many years if

he wasn't dressed like he was going
to the office. Plus his sense

of humour came through in the merest 

suggestion of a smile.)

9/11  is a sad day in America because of the horrific events

of that day in 2001. For me and my siblings it's a sad day because
 that was the day my father died -- not in 2001. Today I'll 
 quote what I said before about my father."
"I love everything my father taught me. I know I walk in his
footsteps.  He was a very strict father for small children -- but as
we grew up, he enjoyed us more and more. 

And here's what I know.  Not only is my father visible in my face,
my love of humour, and the fact that I have been both a journalist,
and an artist, like him. But the main connection I have with my
Dad is in my heart.

The powerful message he would like me to convey
is that love lasts.  It never goes away.  And
my Dad's love for me, and mine for him is a
wonderful thing, and always will be for me.
I find that very comforting to know."
Have a loving your life day!