I promised you a change from glass and bears today, so here it is - my latest pencil portrait commission...
(I recommend clicking on the image to see it larger)
I was asked to draw a friends dad, who'd passed away seventeen years ago.
Sadly, she had just a couple of photographs of him and they were quite small and out of focus. But this meant so much to her that I just had to give it a try.
I was so nervous when she came to collect him - but I had no need to be because she loved it so much that she cried :0)
I've since finished another pencil portrait and next up is a new glass commission, which I'm doing for a fellow Artist. And what better compliment is there, than being asked to paint something by another Artist? :0)
In other news...........
Sherlock now has a new home!
I actually managed to hand him over, though I'm quite sure that Sherlock's new 'adoptive parents' as they call themselves, must have thought I was completely bonkers as I hugged the painting goodbye!
Go on - admit it - You think I'm as daft as a brush too ;0)
Since then I have had an email from Sherlock himself, telling me all about his adventures so far - along with this poem written by his new owner...
All you see is an old bear.
Look a little closer, if you dare.
My persona you will see is in full view.
There, the pennies dropped, you have a clue.
A magnifying glass gives me away.
Oh it’s ‘Sherlock’ I hear someone say.
It wasn’t hard once you paid attention.
But where is ‘Watson?’ I hear you mention.
Sometimes I need to sit alone,
To ponder, pace and even roam,
It helps to get my grey matter working.
In my line of work there is no shirking.
Crimes to solve, work to do.
Searching closely for each clue.
Ponder this, and then ponder that.
Thinking about it, ‘Where’s my hat?’
My pipe is missing, I double blink.
Instead I’m wearing a ribbon of pink!
I bet you’re thinking, ‘He looks a ‘Dandy’.
Disguise I find can be quite handy.
To help me solve a crime sometimes.
It helps to read between the lines.
I eliminate both the ‘impossible’ and the ‘improbable’.
This leads us to the truth inevitable
So now I come to the end of my tale
This old bear will never be stale
Paintings like me you’ll find are few.
Because while you sleep, I have things to do.
© of Kathy
Now you can see why I was able to hand him over :0)