Missing Jack
Oil 30″ x 24″
Oil 30″ x 24″
I met Frances the first day of art school in 1965, and since then we have passed many hours revising the history of our lives. We’re both only children of gentle, poetic fathers of great humor who raised us with stories, songs and dancing, and the courage to follow our dreams, no matter how high the price.
Jack departed this life when Fran was 14, and he lives on within her ebullient personality. I captured Fran in a rare pensive mood while we were on a landscape painting junket in Maine, where we boarded at bargain rates with cranky nuns in their oceanfront convent.