Circa 1970

My dad painted a HUGE painting in Junior high

This painting was always in my basement as a kid, it was probably 6 ft high and 8 ft long

When my parents got divorced I am not sure what happened to the painting

Did it get left behind? Garbage? Did someone take it for themselves?

My dad took a photo of his painting to remember it as he didn’t have the space for it

Neither did I

I feel bad I didn’t try harder to keep this painting, but it was 30 years old, and clearly my dad didn’t need it enough to keep it, he just needed a photo of it

Or maybe he wanted to keep it but couldn’t , i need to remember this painting sat in a dark basement unseen for 18 years of my life before the divorce

I tried to recreate it for my Dad

Only smaller

Didn’t do it justice but it helped me let go of the guilt I had for not trying to find a place for this massive painting in my tiny townhouse when they divorced

It’s hard to separate guilt objects, from nostalgic objects, from memorial objects. I will post more on my recent struggles with insignificant guilt objects .

But for now please enjoy the scenery