Description

This piece beautifully captures a moment in Central Park, New York, where men gather around a chessboard, engrossed in their game.

The two players, deep in thought, reflect the intensity and strategy of their match. Onlookers stand nearby, their faces showing a mix of curiosity and quiet appreciation. The vibrant colors and expressive strokes bring the scene to life, highlighting the lively atmosphere and the camaraderie among the men.

Dad, a formally trained classical artist, had a unique style that combined elements of expressionism, fauvism, and impressionism.

In this piece, his skillful use of color and form captures not only the physical presence of the figures but also the emotions and interactions between them.

Through his art, Dad - a very simple man - immortalized simple yet profound moments like this one. He saw the beauty in everyday life and conveyed it with a sense of nostalgia and admiration. This piece, with its rich details and emotional depth, shows Dad's ability to see and highlight the joy and love in a simple game, played by simple people. His all his work he reminds us of the importance of cherishing simple moments and connections we share with others.

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.

On this day, in 1970, Dad saw, felt, and reflected upon the Chess Players. ❤️

Through My Father's Eyes