Dad.Paints.Things

When I tell you that he admires art everywhere he goes, I mean everywhere! Here’s Larry at Disneyworld’s Epcot park, admiring some imagery on the building. Knowing him, he’s looking to see if it’s hand-painted or screened on. ♥️

I started official drawing classes in high school, and I remember being so timid to the point that my drawings barely even showed up on the page. Then we had a contrast assignment, and I remember stressing out that evening as my dad was in passing. He offered his artistic knowledge. He explained that all it takes to learn how to draw is to learn how to see the light dance off of surfaces. He took his soda can he had finished, crushed it up, and sat it under a light. That was going to be my study for the assignment, he decided. He sat there and pointed out the highlights. Taught me how to differentiate the midtones. And how to really attack the shadows. Don’t hold back! By the end of the lesson that night, my passion was reborn. He helped me get that can popping off the page, and when I turned it in, my teacher called me up to her desk to question if I had someone else do my assignment. 😂 I told her not technically, but my dad assisted in a lesson that night. She told me to keep learning from him. And that’s what I’ve done for the rest of my life. 😊 I love you so much dad. Happy Fathers Day! Thanks for the lesson. ♥️
-Elise