Above is a diptych of my parents based off photos taken approximately 1952. Like many of the work in this series, it’s not a perfect portrait with complete accuracy of their features but more of an expressive analysis detailing mood/color and spirit of their young selves.
So why parents? Most of my work in the series has concerned the elderly, the mythical, or the long since deceased…. Here, instead, I followed another sort of “mythical” past- that of my parents as kids.
The unifying part of the piece is the suitcase. Indeed, it was travel that brought them together. My dad from Palestine, my mom from her small town Cleburne to the nearby city of Fort Worth. In a sense, it was a suitcase that made my parents, my parents at all.
See below for zoomed in details: