Description

In this Oil Pastel drawing, Dad captures a moment outside the bustling Central Park, right in front of the iconic Plaza Hotel in New York City.

A man stands patiently beside his beautiful white spotted horse, which is harnessed to a charming carriage. They wait together, embodying a timeless scene of anticipation. Pigeons flutter about, pecking at the grain scattered by the horse, adding life to the tranquil moment. The American flag waves gently in the background, with the faint yet recognizable outline of the Plaza Hotel lending a sense of place and history.

This scene holds a certain magic, a quiet yet vivid portrayal of a daily ritual Dad saw as extraordinary. His ability to find and depict beauty in such everyday moments speaks volumes about his deep appreciation for the world around him.

The Drawing Days
I remember Dad leaving early and returning home late, with only his drawing tablet in hand. Inside his tablet were a few sheets of paper, and in his pocket, the drawing instruments - a fountain pen, a small set of colored pencils, maybe a piece of graphite, all held together with a rubber band.

Today, these visions of him walking to and from our home, tablet or easel in hand, stay with me because of their regularity, simplicity, and how he created such beautiful things with so little.

I also sometimes wonder if Mom was lonely while Dad was away on his many artistic journeys, especially during the weekends when she wasn't working. Still, she never complained and always had a welcoming meal ready for him upon his return. She supported him and his creative vision completely. That's true love, and they had it. ❤️

When I look at Dad's art creations, I feel the power of Harmony and Synchrony.

The Waiting. ❤️

Through My Father's Eyes