Here’s a portrait of my son Frank that I painted from life when he was six years old.
At that age, it was basically impossible to get him to hold still for an hour-and-a-half portrait, except for this unusual circumstance.
We were staying on a farm in Ireland, and he discovered a kitten that was being harassed by dogs. The dogs kept playing with the poor thing, picking it up in their mouths, until it got soaking wet and completely exhausted.
Frank rescued the kitten and put it in his lap. It fell instantly asleep under his protection. For as long as it slept, he held as still as a statue.
We were staying on a farm in Ireland, and he discovered a kitten that was being harassed by dogs. The dogs kept playing with the poor thing, picking it up in their mouths, until it got soaking wet and completely exhausted.
Frank rescued the kitten and put it in his lap. It fell instantly asleep under his protection. For as long as it slept, he held as still as a statue.
The painting is 10 x 8 inches in oil.
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