Girl in a Yellow Dress

Anyone recognise me from this portrait? My mum painted me in oils when I was about seven or so, which makes this painting around 48 years old… Mum was an art teacher before she got married, so being drawn or painted wasn’t a particularly unusual occurrence in our house!

I distinctly remember the pale yellow cotton party dress – sleeveless fitted pin-tucked bodice and a full gathered skirt with a net underskirt that itched – and I remember sitting for the portrait (on the kitchen stool, in the kitchen of our farm cottage, while mum painted). People have often assumed I was sulking, or in a bad mood, but even now this is my natural resting face.

I’ve always been surprisingly fond of this painting, although one thing I’ve never understood is why mum chose such a god-awful background colour to frame me with? It’s certainly not representative of our chaotic kitchen, and is not particuarly flattering to my pale hair and skin colouring, or the colour of my dress! 🙂

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8 thoughts on “Girl in a Yellow Dress

  1. I’m so glad you posted this, Ruth! It’s lovely! I recall you telling me about it a long time ago. I told you then there was one my mother painted of me when I was about 9. Last year when we moved I cut the oil out of its stretcher bars with the idea that I could get it framed again at some point. I simply had too much stuff to pack and ship. It also was cracking and some of the paint flaked off. I’d need to restore it. I’ll post it on my blog today.

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