By now my mother also realised that I needed to move on to landscapes. We went shopping again. We bought a book on "how to paint landscapes". That was a great investment. Really, I'm not joking, I learned a lot about landscapes. First I just read through the book, and looked at all the beautiful paintings, and wondered if I would ever be able to paint as well - and we're not even talking about Renoir here!
Well, time to try! I decided to make a very special painting. I wanted to give this painting to my art teacher as a birthday present and to thank her for discovering the next Renoir. I chose the painting in the book that I liked the most. I remember it was in the middle of the book, spread over two pages. I really enjoyed doing this one, maybe because I knew it would belong to someone who will appreciate it.
It came out very well (I thought), and my mother even paid for a frame. I remember the day I took it to my art teacher's house. She was stunned! She very sadly passed away at a young age only a few years later. I don't know what happened to the painting after that. Maybe it is still somewhere out there.