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Grandpa Gardening Watercolor

Grandpa Gardening Watercolor

My grandfather died at the age of 92.  He was a plumber and maintenance man but he was raised on a farm and he loved having dirt under his fingernails.  He couldn’t wait for spring each year so he could go out and dig, plant and reap.  I remember him in the last years standing at the window just looking out at the rain and longing for Spring.  He always wore that horrible green maintenance uniform.  This painting so captures him that many of my numerous cousins have asked to have copies of it.  I went a bit heavy on the blue on his face but his beard was like that.  Anyway, I’m thinking of painting it again, maybe in oils next time.

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    • He often looked like that. Thanks for noticing. In the last days he suffered from Alzheimer’s. I know he wanted to keep working but couldn’t find his home if he left it. It was a shame really. Such a strong man.

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