Guess who this little rascal is? I’ve been thinking with all these trips down memory lane and not a single painting includes me. So here’s little Veronika with Grandpa about to push me on my red wagon.

Now that the painting is done, I have little dilemma: I don’t want this painting to sell. However, my contract with the 20th St Art Gallery for the upcoming 50-50-50 exhibition states that all 50 paintings must be for sale. My solution is, I will just have to buy it myself (or get someone else to buy it for me and I will pay them back). That’s right, as silly as that sounds, I’m going to buy a painting from myself. The gallery keeps 50% of the profits, so essentially I can get it for half off :). The reason I don’t want to risk this painting selling at the gallery is because I want to give it to my grandparents as a gift. I think they would really like it.

I also want to note on the painting I posted yesterday “Training Wheels” is actually my brother, Gabor on that bicycle - his legs anyway . And the two photos I referenced for these two paintings were taken on the same day, same location.

Unfortunately, my scanner cannot get the the red tones right and not even my photoshop magic could correct it perfectly. The reds in the original painting are more rich and crimson rather than the slightly orangy color in this picture.