When I was a teenager I presented my mother with a framed picture of the Sacred Heart of Jesus which I had found at St Joseph's Catholic Church Repository on Highgate Hill, London. She kept it by her bedside for the rest of her days. A photograph of this picture appears immediately below. When my mother died I felt the same attachment for it she had felt. It now hangs on a wall close to my own bed. My portrait in oils of Jesus drew inspiration from the feeling derived from this old Catholic image.
Working on an early version of the portrait in the garden at my retreat.