23/08/2026
Playing with pastel...
I lost my dad in 2018 and it was totally devastating. I still miss him every day. I have wanted to do his portrait for so long, but it has never felt like the right timing until now.
I feel like I have captured his character and larger than life essence from a photo I took of him when holidaying together at Lawn Gill. He would never go anywhere without his cap and the quirky attached light piece. I guess it was great for the underground tour at Mount Isa.
I would love to get your feedback. Feel free to comment ☺️ or say one thing you remember about my Dad, Ron Bulow.