@gindygoo wrote:
@jonsie wrote:
@gindygoo wrote:
@WispaRed7 yes, his name was Royston Hawley.That could be a name to remember in years to come.
It would be Dad's dream to become known as an artist. He went to uni late in life and got his BA (with hons) and spent a good 50yrs honing his technique. His seascapes in oil on canvas are (yes I'm biased) to me amazing. So 🤞 that his wish comes true.
@Well @gindygoo if his seascapes in oil on canvas are as stunning as the painting you shared with us then they are certainly amazing.
What a legacy if his wish did indeed come true and I hope it comes true for your sake.
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Very sorry for your loss @gindygoo. 
Raising a cup!
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Here's another of Dad's paintings, this one hangs in my living room.
And this is a painting of the town up north I grew up in. An unusual one as it's not a seascape, but still uses water. Can you see the double decker bus?
It will get easier Charlie...but not yet. You have many steps to go through but you will get there.
I will just share something which may help (although we all cope and deal with grief in different ways). When I lost my dad, I went to pieces. However, I was perceived as a strong woman and as such I tried to live up to other peoples expectations of me. I taught student nurses about bereavement and therefore thought I knew about it and as such I could deal with it.
Bottom line I couldn't deal with it on my own. I was afraid to show the outside world that I couldnt cope.
Eventually (and reluctantly) I went for bereavement counselling after 18 months. The first question she asked me was 'Why are you trying to pretend you are fine? Once I realised I had to cope for ME and not others, I started to heal and felt better
Not everyone needs counselling...but I thought I would share that with you. 
PS Your dad's painting are absolutely superb ....
