Description

In this expressive piece, a musician sits in Washington Square Park, New York City, strumming his guitar with soulful intensity. His face, deeply lined and full of emotion, tells a story of countless songs and life experiences. The musician's hands move across the strings with a grace that speaks of years of practice and passion. His body leans into the music, as if each note is a part of him.

This work, created in 1970, captures not just the physical act of playing but the essence of the moment.

Dad had a unique ability to see the soul of his subjects, and this musician was no exception.

Sitting on a nearby bench, Dad watched intently, his artist's eye catching every nuance of the musician's performance. Through his oil pastels, he immortalized this fleeting scene, transforming it into a timeless expression of human creativity and emotion.

Dad deeply loved Washington Square Park. Here, the musician's expressive face and body gestures are brought to life with vibrant strokes and a few bold colors, reflecting the energy and spirit of the park. This piece is a testament to the power of art to capture and preserve the beauty of everyday moments, allowing us to feel the music and the emotion long after the last note has faded.

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.

In 1970, Dad created Solo. ❤️

Through My Father's Eyes