My great uncle Bill, or “Doc” as he’s usually called, is ninety-four years old. You wouldn’t be able to guess his age because he’s taken such good care of himself.
He’s been an avid reader for eighty-seven years, and his favorite books are romance novels. And he loves to garden.
Here are some details of the portrait. I just love how Uncle Bil pronounces it: “por-trait.”
As I started to sketch him, his wife Eula slowly came up and gently patted his collar to spiff it up a bit.
On Saturday, Mom and I took down my exhibit at the library. A wee bit bittersweet, but I’m glad to have all my pieces back home.
(Edit) This piece was drawn with graphite pencils on Strathmore drawing paper. Thanks for all the comments!
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