My mother, who would be celebrating her eighty-ninth birthday today, was passionate about many things, but none more so than art in all its various forms. As luck would have it, I was able to do an arty thing today today that seemed to be essentially Mother. The art museum held a small event that was first, a talk by a local artist and second, a trip to the Wyeth section where we watched her sketch. She had chosen the watercolor titled "The Liberal" to copy in pencil. Then we participitants were given a sketch pad, a 4B pencil, a kneaded eraser and sketched along with her. I was a bit anxious at first since I haven't actually drawn anything in decades, but I decided I had to give it a serious try. One the way home, I looked at my drawing and realized it wasn't that bad. (The one in the pic belongs to the artist.) If Mother had been there, she would have loved it.
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