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I rent the top floor of the Union County Museum for my studio. These tiny child's moccasins are part of their collection. They're quite old, probably late 1800's. The soft kid leather is still flexible. The uppers of black patent leather are brittle now and cracking in places, but still very shiny. Painting them made me wistful about the march of time. I dreamed of the child who wore these, now long gone from this world. I hope he or she had a good life.
love the moccasins, your painting and your sentiment.
I like this painting, and all it means, very much. For Christmas, I got my grandgirl some sheepskin moccasins to keep her toesies warm and happy this winter and I like thinking about who else might wear them when she outgrows the shoes.
Well-painted, Don. Lovely!
Thanks, Diana--I appreciate your thoughts.
i was reading recently that "the artist has melded painting methods to the underlying humanity (of the face)..." Yes this quote was referring to portrait painting but in the case of so many of your paintings this is portrayed and this is a good example.
Such an evocative painting. These little shoes made you think of their long ago wearer. Somehow the floors of old churches bring such thoughts to me. I always wonder about the people who walked and knelt there long before me.
A very meaningful quote, Rahina--thank you.
Hi Shirley--thanks. Yes, they do make one imagine earlier lives and the passage of time.
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