Portrait of Babka
My mother-in-law has been asking for her portrait in pencil ever since she moved in with us in 2003, so I got her to sit still long enough to watch "The Price is Right" one morning this week.Her expression changed like a baby's... which was rather challenging. And she is not one to smile much in her latter days, either.
I like the touch of sadness combined with the bed in the background. It hints that this is a woman waiting to sleep forever, which is more than true. We hear about it often enough to make sure she is taking her Zoloft every morning. However, she isn't singing my praises about the portrait, nor has she worked up the courage to ask about the bed!
I only took 30 years off her 88-year-old neck. I would think that should make her a little happy!
posted by Lynda at 4:04 PM
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Linda, A couple years a ago, as I was sitting at Marcs waiting for a prescription, an older lady started talking to me. She looked so familiar and I suspected she was the Rimke's Gramma. It was evident that we shared many things, including pain and suffering (sadness too, maybe). But in this protrait you seem to capture the part of her that is more than the illness. I really enjoyed talking to her. You are so gifted Linda!
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