Monday evening, as I drove home I witnessed the most incredible sunset. A glowing orange and yellow sky over the latent silhouette of the front range. Too much traffic and visual obstruction to pull over and take a photo, I captured the image in my mind instead. I had just left my folks at the Denver Hospice Care Center at Lowry where my Dad would undergo a procedure the next morning that would make him more comfortable as he suffered from the later stages of Parkinson’s Disease. Before I said goodnight to my Father for the last time, we talked about how beautiful the facility was and I told him that Robin Williams had passed away (he loved Robin Williams). One of the night nurses graciously brought them a tuna fish sandwich to share even though they had “checked in” too late for dinner and after I left I understand that Dad ate most of it.
Oh how much it hurts to loose someone you Love so much. The grief might even cause a person to jump out of bed, start and finish a painting as the sun rises, which is exactly what I did this morning. I am compelled to paint my Father’s setting sun and this small sketch will be used for a piece that is 20 times larger. I want this memory to be larger than life.