Shortpitch

A gloriously sunny day and an afternoon spent at the playground, and then we venture across the cricket pitch to go to the cafe for an ice cream. Simple pleasures. But I look at this image of Oompa (my husband) and my grand-daughter, and she looks such a little titch here, and of course, all too soon, has already shot up. I've loved that so many folk have said they have a photo just like this of them with their grandpa. That connection is just what I hope to achieve.

Oil on Canvas
60 x 40cm