To any mother the reason is obvious. Babies just squirm and cry and scream and feed and need their nappy changing, and you're so exhausted anyway so you don't pick up a pencil let alone a paint brush, and the only thing you want to do is sleep.... At least that was my experience of motherhood.
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| Mary Kemp. Sketchbook drawings. |
Now I am a grandmother, and the role is less all encompassing. No responsibility but a lot of pleasure.
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| Mary Kemp Baby in mother's arms. |
At the weekend my latest granddaughter, with parents, came to stay, only a month old, and her first sleeps away from home.
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| Mary Kemp. Sketchbook drawings. |
To be honest I can't remember my children being so amenable.
But for the first time I got the chance to draw a baby. How can you depict such perfection? I keep harking back to Rembrandt's drawings and know I've got a way to go.
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