For reasons I do not know I have had an irresistible urge to paint this picture of my Mother so I set myself to that task yesterday in one of my sketchbooks. I remember when I was a teenager my Mom would sit in a chair and watch TV and she also usually had a book or magazine on her lap. Once in a while she would say she wanted a piece of cheese, which at times I was put to the task of getting. So here she is, in her comfy robe, eating a piece of cheese. I do not believe we had a chair that looked like that although I do believe we had chairs that color. However, we did have bold flowered curtains. I also am well aware that when people cross their legs, it does not look like this. My Mom sat with her legs crossed and a slipper usually dangled off her one foot. I did not bother with the slippers.
Coincidentally, I read a fun poem yesterday morning by Billy Collins called The Lanyard about a gift a kid gives to his mom. You can read that poem here.