Watercolor Portrait

When I was a little girl, about three years old, my Grandma L had my portrait painted.  I’m not sure if it was a friend or just someone she found but she gave a woman named Linda Farrar a photograph of me and had a watercolor portrait made.  It hung in my room when I was a little girl.

I’m not sure when it went into storage but it was probably during our move to Tinytown.  I don’t recall it hanging in any of my rooms in that house (I lived in three different rooms over the 13 years I lived there).  I’d forgotten all about it until my mom called me one day.  She and my dad have been slowly working their way through the piles of stuff in the basement storage rooms and found my portrait!  She asked if I wanted it to which I responded, “Of course!”

The next time they made their way to Salt Lake they brought it by.  Sorry about the angle but it’s the only way I could get it without a bad reflection.


It’s as lovely as I remember.  I’m so happy they found it.  It now has a happy home on a wall in ODD’s and my bedroom and every time I see it I remember my Grandma L and it makes me smile.

5 comments to Watercolor Portrait

  • em

    What an awesome, awesome thing to have! And your blog is looking great!

  • Jo

    I remember that painting. I always loved it. It was such a good likeness of you at that age.

  • mom

    Oh, I’m so glad you found a place to hang it! I love that painting! I happen to remember the story of having it done! Here it is: My mom and I were at some sort of art show – sort of a Summerfest-type thing, only in the winter. This woman, Linda, did portraits of children but put them in old-fashioned clothing, etc. We took Linda the photo of you holding Dolly Molly, and that’s what she used to do the painting. It took her a really long time to get the painting done, but I remember picking it up from her house in Sandy sometime in the fall of 1985. I have a distinct memory of driving around the area of 10600 South and 1300 East and listening to the radio in the car and hearing something about President Kimball. I can’t remember the details, but I wonder if I picked it up around the time of President Kimball’s death. Anyway, I went straight to my mom’s house to show her and we both fell in love with the painting right then. A beautiful painting of a beautiful girl!

  • I remember that painting! So pretty. :) What a neat keepsake to have.

  • Wildbound

    It’s a great painting! Watercolor is trickier than it appears, and that portrait is well done! Beautiful!