The Felted Crown ( Even So)
6″x12″ Mixed media painting on clayboard
My friend Trish Walker made this felted crown for my daughter Imogen. It was so beautiful I wanted to take a picture of it to send to my Mum. The photo made me want to paint it . So here you have it.
Imogen wearing a crown reminded me of a funny story from when I was a kid.
As you probably know, I grew up living in a large three-story boarding house in front of a castle. The castle was a tourist attraction/ music conservatory that took donations for admission. I think they now charge upward of $10, but this was a simpler time, a time when a nine-year old kid could go in and explore without being promptly escorted back out by an adult.
One evening, supper came and I was nowhere to be found.
My Dad went looking for me and after asking the students working at the castle if they had seen me, he was directed to the top castle turret. There, he found me in my summer shorts, tank top, long Adidas sock and runners. A rhinestone tiara was perched on my head as I waved regally, greeting each American tourist as they climbed the old oak staircase.
I remember my Dad couldn’t hide the smile on his face and looking back, I am sure he was less than pleased to be running around looking for me after making dinner for twenty people, but he didn’t get mad at me.
I guess my Dad knew that a princess has got to do what she has got to do and you just don’t mess with that.
Thanks Dad, for always seeing the princess in me, simply accepting it and not seeing it as a flaw.