(continued from Part 2; sketches are my father's work.)
January 1961 |
In his youthful earlier years, my father was more deliberate about sketching and painting than the casual approach of our childhood. In his own young days, he probably enjoyed drawing, as did two of his three older brothers who likely had an influence on him. In his twenties, my father took hiking trips around his hometown of Nagasaki where, treating watercolours like oils, he painted some vivid images of local mountain landscapes. But artistic pursuits were always second place in comparison to his real passion -- baseball -- evident in how he named his son, who also became a catcher all the way until high school.
(to be continued…)
circa 1960 |
March 1960 |
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