
Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Tuesday, October 21
This is another quick portrait of one of my son's classmates. His class was studying the U.S. Westward Expansion and I volunteered to come in and give a short talk on the western artists, and then pretend to be painter George Catlin visiting a native American tribe. They drew lots for one girl and one boy to be my subjects. I painted each portrait in about 30 minutes, with a gaggle of interested "tribespeople" at my elbow, noses and fingers in my palette. It was surprisingly fun!

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