Harold was my maternal grandfather. He died when I was just a baby, I always wished I knew the sound of his voice. My grandmother, Dorothy, kept a photo of him by her bedside until she died in Chickasha, OK. I will never forget the sound of hers.
This is my intepretation of that photo.
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Harold - blue 48 x 36 acrylic, sharpie, charcoal and water on canvas this has been added tothe artist's colletion and is now on display at The Nashville Shakespeare Festival busines offices
Harold - orange 48 x 36 acrylic, sharpie, charcoal and water on canvas $1000.00 This is my intepretation of that photo in reverse and in contrast
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