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In this piece, Dad's artistic essence comes alive in a scene full of warmth and joy.

Reflecting on my father's life, I remember how he always sought happiness and beauty in the world around him. He believed that joy could be found in the simplest things – a belief that is beautifully illustrated in this drawing. I often found him painting or drawing with a gentle smile on his face, as if he was in a silent conversation with his subjects. His art was a true reflection of his soul – simple, joyful, and full of love for life.

This piece, with its lively colors and expressive lines, encapsulates the essence of a happy moment.

Dad had an ability to see and capture the beauty in the world, a skill that he nurtured and cherished throughout his life. His art continues to remind me of the happiness that exists in everyday moments, and the joy he found in capturing them.

Just look at their faces - even the pooch. They are together, through Dad's eyes, the Happy Dogs ❤️

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 this piece, Dad captures the love of a performer and his audience as if both were part of a single Melody. Indeed, they are a part of one another's perfect moment of expression, which is the whole simple point Dad wants to share.

Through My Father's Eyes