|Just before I went to college; Dad's last portrait of me|
That's what my brother Jerry said, when I asked him if he remembered our Dad probably said when we posed as he was drawing our portraits.
He was wondering if anyone else had to sit for portraits when growing up, especially now that everything is done from photography.
Jerry's the one who suggested this article a while back, and I've been scrounging to find some examples.
|Jerry as a teen|
Dad could draw before he could walk and had a remarkable talent for capturing the essence of a person, quickly, or even in more detailed work.
|An early one of Jerry, and Jerry colored the background|
Have you ever sat for a portrait? It's an exercise in patience and self control.
Now that I think about it, I'd like to ask him what he was thinking, as he watched us grow up, having chronicled us sitting still through the years.
|Age 5--small one hanging in my bathroom|
|Another of Jerry|
|And some predate memory, maybe the first|
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