|Ingrid, 8 x 10 oil on board|
This song came to mind while I was painting baby Ingrid. The song Stevie Wonder wrote for his own daughter.
Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderful
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love
I always thought the last line was, "But isn't she lovely little daughter". No daughter in it at all....go figure.
Of course, I mean the baby is lovely, not the painting. That needs work.. I changed her mouth some, because she looked a little unhappy.
This is my friend's grandchild, and I can't wait to surprise her with it on Friday. She wants to give it to her daughter for Christmas. She's so sweet all snuggley in her lambie cap. Isn't she?