My father’s paintings
The other day my sister reminded me that there is a page out there that has some photos of my father’s paintings hanging on it.
A colleague of his fell in love with them and decided to make a place for them on his website. We were looking for it and we finally found it and, although the quality of the image is not very there, I have decided to put a couple of them here.
The first one is wonderful! For my taste, it is the best painting you have. Sometimes it feels like you are looking out of a window. It’s an oil painting and I think he painted it in the eighties or late seventies.
The second painting is a watercolor and is more recent (about 10 years at most). I don’t like it that much but it also has its charm.
The truth is that I would like to paint like him but my drawings are reduced to a couple of lines and more since I stopped drawing daily.