As some know, I lost my father last week. To be completely honest I don’t even know what to say or how to describe how I feel. The closest way I can describe it as, its like I am in a bad dream and I am waiting to wake up and then hopefully everything will be normal again. I loved my dad so much, he got me into music and he helped me develop as an artist. I will be eternally grateful that he supported me as an artist. Many of his coworkers spoke to me and told me how he would show them my work and talk about how proud he was of me. I feel so lucky to have had that support from my dad.
He never saw himself as an artist but he was. The way he worked with his car and bike you could see it. The little things he would build and carve are all over my house. He always had an idea for me to draw. And in fact some of my illustrations for class were his ideas. I know this is my art blog but I feel like this is the right place to post this. Without him I wouldn’t be doing what I am doing today. For the rest of my life I will miss him and I know I will continue to do my best to make him proud.
Thanks so much Dad, I will always love you.