This post is a difficult one to write. My dad passed away in January. I won’t get too personal since this site is for my art and photography, but I would like to share just a few thoughts on how this is effecting me as an artist.
My dad was one of my first art customers. I had an etsy shop at the time, and received a message that I made a sale. I saw that my dad, Tim Medors, bought a print from my shop. He even signed up for my email list. I was beaming. That was the first of many little things he did that encouraged me and built my confidence. Every time I uploaded a new image I always knew that I’d eventually see a Like, Favorite or Comment from him. He was my biggest fan, and I had his support until the very end. As a matter of fact, one of the very last things he said to me was, “you’re a good artist.”
He died January 17th, and I haven’t been able to draw since. I just can’t bring myself to do it. I know that my heart will break once I share that new image and know he’ll never see it. For a moment I even entertained the thought of quitting, which I know is a silly thought. I’ll have to start again eventually, but for now I can’t face it.
This is the print my dad bought.