pen and ink, watercolor
2003
This is one of the very few pictures I don’t intend to ever sell. Some visitors to this house (where it hangs prominently) love it….but the majority say something along the lines of “Oh….that is such a SAD picture….”.
That always takes me aback, since I’ve always thought the picture was remarkably touching….what’s “sad” about leading an admittedly simple (by most American standards, I guess) life and reading the morning mail, at age 82 and having been married for over 60 years, before you go out to work your own farm?
I don’t know….I hear comments such as “that’s so SAD”, and all I can think is that I’m lucky to have been raised to look at things and people differently.
