Not an ancestor. An unknown. For Throwback Thursday.
When the neighbors moved last year, we inherited some artwork.
I looked at it today and this face was looking back at me. There are no identifying marks on the back . I don’t even have a wild guess.
You can make up whatever story you can think of about the subject staring out.
That is a mystery indeed.
I agree with you Darlene.
Sweet face
I don’t know if I could give those portraits away! Unless your neighbor didn’t know who they were.
Beautiful portrait, maybe the name will be discovered one day. It was saved for a reason.
What a sweet face. I always wonder why portraits are given up by family…to be found in antique shops or elsewhere. So glad you kept this one.
It’s staring at me. Hard to get rid of it.