Here in the UK, it is officially 2019’s Fathers Day; a day in which you honer dads and father figures. My family and I do celebrate this occasion so every year my siblings and I either buy/make a card and presents for our dad to show him how much he means to us.
Pretty much every year for any holiday/occasion I tend to make everyone their cards and presents because with my creative mind I always think of something that I want to make them and I can’t help but keep my hands busy when all of these ideas are flowing out of me. Though this year, my mind was completely blank I couldn’t think of anything for my dad. Do I create something that shows his love for music, movies, tv shows or games? Do I make something that involves our family? Do I draw, paint, make a video or mixtape? I had no idea whatsoever so I thought to myself I should go to the person who is the closest to him and that was my stepmom Alison, she’ll know his interests the most. So I sent her a text asking if she had any ideas on what I could draw or paint for him and this was her suggestion – do something with their dog Poppy, a trike or even some poppies. Of course my mind couldn’t focus on just one of these things so I had to go and combine all three ideas.
I drew a trike that I found on google images as reference as I had no idea how to draw one, in the middle of my A4 Faber Castell Mixed Media Paper, sat in a field of poppies with his dog Poppy on the bike. I used my UniPin Fineliners (05 & 01), Helix Oxford HB Pencil, various Letraset and Windsor & Newton Promarkers and Hobbycraft Watercolours.
As the time went by I somehow managed to complete my drawing, with all three items I wanted to be included. I finished it off by peeling away the masking tape I used to create a border for the final image and I signed it off with a – Happy Fathers Day Love Laura.
My dad said that he loved it and that he’s going to get a frame for it and show it off somewhere in his house, so I’m really glad he liked it even though at the end I decided that I didn’t like it with how many faults that I kept making. But at the end of the day, it’s the thought that counts right?