I was asked by an ex colleague to paint a scene from a photograph of her home town. The figures in the foreground were exceptionally difficult and I ended up using a tiny brush and painting and repainting each figure numerous times.
I contacted my ex colleague and told her it was finished. After 18 months she has not come to collect it. And then a woman came to collect a frame we had no use for.
Her reaction was immediate: “It’s beautiful! My mother wore those clothes!”
There was only one possible response to that, and she left with the frame with the painting fitted.
