Remembrance of my father is a piece of digital artwork by Gun Legler which was uploaded on June 11th, 2012.
Title
Remembrance of my father
Artist
Gun Legler
Medium
Digital Art - Digital Art, Collage
Description
Kind of remembrance of my father
He passed away eleven years ago
94 years of age
The passion of his life was violins
He played, but not so well
but he built them, even in his last years
At age 92 he made his 54th violin
He could not see, he could not hear
but his hands knew
Our relation was not so good,
guess I was not an easy child,
and he surely was no easy father to deal with.
Not until his last year in life
I could look at him with forgiveness and love
So I felt I had to do this image
for my own sake
It is no masterpiece,
just a collage of pieces
in a square frame,
a little like him :-)
Peace to you, my father!
Uploaded
June 11th, 2012
More from Gun Legler
Comments (32)
Gun Legler
Sharon, I see now that I just did not thank you for your wonderful words. Not my meaning at all! Thank you very much!
Katerina Apostolakou
This is absolutely amazing Gun... A great tribute to your father full of emotions and love for him!!!!
Gun Legler
Robin, it makes me happy when you like what I do, and it is meaninful to you.Thanks for your words about my image!
Gun Legler
Thank you so much Alga! Oh yes...we all have our things with our parents, in one way or another. Hope you succeded!
Robin-lee Vieira
Gun, you have become of of my favorite artists. Your work is so incredibly insightful and passionate and always so beautifully conveyed! This is a lovely tribute to your Father...and a celebration of passion both his and yours!
Gun Legler
Thank you very much Carol for your words. It is all images of my father. on the first he was one year, on the next they went to the photographer just before he started school. In school the children had to cut their hair short, so I guess the parents wanted a photo of his long curled hair.
Carol Senske
You say this is no masterpiece, but I would differ in this sense. A life is a masterpiece, unfinished forever because we never know the ripples we've created and sent outward. I especially like the film strip where your father ages gracefully, and the center image of the men with their musical instruments. The musical staffs, the images of You (I assume), and the violin so beautifully positioned with music being central to all. You have described my relationship to my father to a "T" - I bet your Dad was a genius - they seem to be capable of deep love but not capable of expressing it well. So poignant. V/F