This week I’m taking a break from my female archetype collection to remember my Uncle Eddie. Lately I’ve been thinking about him alot, perhaps because the holidays are around the corner. We had a special bond and he was someone very dear to my heart. Unfortunately cancer got him a short while ago at a relatively young age. I think those are the most difficult kinds of deaths to get over. It was unexpected and quick. There was no time to process what had happened and there was nothing that could be done to help him accept to let him go.
He was one of those men who had such a large presence. When he walked into the room with his deep voice and a slight grin, you couldn’t help but smile back. He often wore those old funny hats that men wore back in the 1920s, and he looked great in them.
The memories that stand out the most are the times when I would watch him dance with my aunt. They danced the waltz like nobodies business and as I watched them, it was as if I was transported back in time into an old movie. He looked so cool and classy and she always had such a smile on her face, the kind that would light up a room. They moved around the dance floor as if they were floating on air.
I made this sketch a short time after he had passed to capture one of my favorite memories of him. It’s not much but I thought it was important to share. I always tell my students that behind every artwork is a story, and if you know the story the art holds that much more meaning.
Stories about how art inspires and changes us.