Sheila was - amongst many other things - a talented artist. This is a painting she did in 1985. A photo doesn't do it justice - it radiates energy and expression, and remains one of my most precious possessions.
When I was about 5 or 6, I remember driving myself mad that I couldn't draw trees. Aunty Sheila explained how to (in language a 6 year old could understand). I asked her for some pictures ... next time we saw her, she gave me a whole stack of simple watercolour paintings of trees - every shape and size I could imagine. I was overjoyed and it is still a delightful and vivid memory that makes me smile.
Sheila was - amongst many other things - a talented artist. This is a painting she did in 1985. A photo doesn't do it justice - it radiates energy and expression, and remains one of my most precious possessions.
When I was about 5 or 6, I remember driving myself mad that I couldn't draw trees. Aunty Sheila explained how to (in language a 6 year old could understand). I asked her for some pictures ... next time we saw her, she gave me a whole stack of simple watercolour paintings of trees - every shape and size I could imagine. I was overjoyed and it is still a delightful and vivid memory that makes me smile.
