When I went to the Open Air in the Serbian village of Deronje, I received an assignment from my older comrade to write a portrait of these charming little angels.
Oh, and they tortured me! I started painting, as expected, from life.. . Which of them turned out to be more restless, I dont even know: a four-year-old girl or a seven-year-old boy. However, the little sister in the role of the model felt much more comfortable. Brother appeared embarrassed and wary.
What only I did! I even offered him to be my "co-author": I gave him a brush, showed what colors he can take from the palette.. . The boy painted the right edge of the picture! Working in such co-authorship is not easy.. . And still, he never even smiled me once.
In short, I had to finish with a photo in my phone.. . In the phone !!! Whoever did, knows what torture it is. But their parents and grandparents liked the portrait, and this was the main thing in that situation.
Oh, and they tortured me! I started painting, as expected, from life.. . Which of them turned out to be more restless, I dont even know: a four-year-old girl or a seven-year-old boy. However, the little sister in the role of the model felt much more comfortable. Brother appeared embarrassed and wary.
What only I did! I even offered him to be my "co-author": I gave him a brush, showed what colors he can take from the palette.. . The boy painted the right edge of the picture! Working in such co-authorship is not easy.. . And still, he never even smiled me once.
In short, I had to finish with a photo in my phone.. . In the phone !!! Whoever did, knows what torture it is. But their parents and grandparents liked the portrait, and this was the main thing in that situation.