Thursday, September 16, 2010
I grew up in a family with four kids. The oldest three ,including me, were only a year and a half apart. We were often in competition for trivial things such as who got the front seat of the car, who got to sit in the comfortable chair in the den, or who had to sleep next to the window ( they would be the first victim) You did not really want to sleep by the closet either beacuse it was full of skeletons. I promise I really did have a very normal, loving childhood.
This painting of my baby brother's children reminded me of sibling rivalry. Caroline is two years younger than Andrew but she works very hard to keep up.
This is painted on an 8 x 16 canvas.