Tuesday, 1 October 2013
My daughter insisted on wearing her pretty dress. I insisted on her wearing her practical shoes. She managed remarkably well on the rocks with her long skirts, and this image would have been very different if I had succeeded in persuading her to wear trousers.
The picture makes me think of an Emily Bronte novel and, by extension, a Kate Bush song. Although the county, the weather, and the relationship between the characters are all wrong.
Oil on canvas, 33 x 55 cm
30 September 2013