It only took me a year, but finally, I got framed my dad's portrait (so that's two Christmas presents for my dad from one painting), and my homage to Franklin Carmichael of Canada's Group of Seven. C. M. Marr of Leith did a wonderful job -- being encased in gold is a good look!
Now that I'm back to working full-time, I'm going to have to cram all my painting into the weekends. This afternoon, I started a portrait of my mom, based on a black and white photo from when she was in her twenties. Hopefully next Sunday, I'll be able to post the finished version.
My mother, Helen Campbell, loved Japanese and Chinese art, as evidenced by this copy she made of a Japanese painting. I adored it as a child and I still do now. Notice the precise beauty of the flowers, both the one in the woman's hand and those on the kimono. Even though it is a copy, it very obviously in her own style.