Oil paintings and a bit of commentary by Kentucky artist LeAnn Whitacre
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Lukas and Tabitha 1995
September makes me sad. If I had to explain it, I would have to say it was the angle of the sun. Things are always changing, I know, but in September, the sun moves away..quicker, it seems...a little farther every day. It comes up later, and goes down sooner. It's lower in the sky, and it's hard to tell when the middle of the day is. There's early morning, and then, suddenly, it's late afternoon. Time moves quicker. You can almost see it running away. Very strange. Like life, itself. You think you have your whole life ahead of you, and then, all of a sudden, you're looking back at most of it. Where did all the time go? How did I get here so quickly? My son is in California, serving in the Air Force. My oldest daughter will be driving solo in two months, and my youngest just started middle school. I have two drawings I did when my son was 6, and my first daughter was just a baby. On a whim, at the grocery store, I bought a drawing pad, just to see if I could still draw faces. Lukas asked me, "What are you going to do with that?" I told him I was going to draw his picture. He was very skepical, but very patient to sit for me, and when I finished, he was amazed. It really did look like him. I knew it wasn't perfect, but he was so proud of it, and I got a small taste of what I might be able to accomplish one day...(when I had the time, of course.) I tried to draw Tabitha, but at a year and a half, she wasn't interested in standing still for long. I happened to have my paper and pencils with me one day when I stopped at a friend's house. Tab was asleep in her car seat, and I thought I would capture the moment. I have both of these framed and hanging on the wall going up the steps. Most days, we walk by them without much notice, but come September, when the sun is slanting low, and the air is bit different, and I'm not quite sure what to do with myself, I stop, and cherish these two sweet faces, and wonder where the time went.
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time does fly by so quickly and before you know it your children are grown. Beautiful sketches, beautiful chidren.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Diana. I hope to actually paint their portraits one day.
ReplyDeleteHi! ... I saw your drawings. Very beautiful for me. I like your dreams and your projets. I think you most to continue. You must to try always. Excuse my english. From Chili, South America. Congratulations.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sergio! It's kind of you to comment, and I appreciate the encouragement!
ReplyDeleteLeann!
ReplyDeleteI had a moment very much like this when I was growing up.
I was always into doodling and drawing as a child but didn't think too much of it. Just before going into high school, I sat down one night and did a portrait from one of my brother's posters on the wall.
That portrait turned out so good, I even impressed myself! Like you, I wondered what I might be able to do one day with that talent if I continued to work at it.
Thanks for sharing your early works with us! It would neat if you did another portrait of your children now that they're older!
-Dean
Thanks Dean! The third painting I did was of Audrey, my other daughter, when she was about 4. I'll post it, as soon as I get a good picture taken.
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