Sketch for a new oil painting.

Yesterday a mother told me how she lost her 3-year old daughter almost ten years ago. As I listened to the sad account of her loss, a clear vision grew of how I wanted to paint this loss. The sorrow, the pain, the loneliness, the emptiness the death of a loved one leaves behind, the helplessness and panic while seeing life flow from your beloved child..and then the tearing quiet.

It’s a little hard to paint, this one. Emotional. Because in order to paint it like I envisioned it, I have to open up to all the emotions and allow myself to feel all that empathy I have for this wonderful mother, this strong woman.