And sometimes there are little details that escape notice until seeing one of his paintings several times; I’ve seen this one before and I liked it, but this time I noticed the mother’s little smile, like she’s proud that her daughter stood up for herself, or remembering when she once sat on that bench with a black eye, or maybe she’s just amused at kids being kids. I like it more now, and I can’t imagine why anyone looking at this would say it’s not art.
And sometimes there are little details that escape notice until seeing one of his paintings several times; I’ve seen this one before and I liked it, but this time I noticed the mother’s little smile, like she’s proud that her daughter stood up for herself, or remembering when she once sat on that bench with a black eye, or maybe she’s just amused at kids being kids. I like it more now, and I can’t imagine why anyone looking at this would say it’s not art.