Painting is the grandchild of nature. It is related to God.
In person, Grandma Moses charmed wherever she went. A tiny, lively woman with mischievous gray eyes and a quick wit, she could be sharp-tongued with a sycophant and stern with an errant grandchild.grandma moses
Thy pardon, Father, I beseech, In this my prayer if I offend; One something sees beyond his reach From childhood to his journey’s end. My wife, our little boy Aignan, Have travelled even to Narbonne; My grandchild has seen Perpignan; And I have not seen Carcassonne.gustave nadaud
It was one thing for a grandparent to withhold something […] from a grandchild, quite another for a father to keep it from his son and for so long.