I'm kicking off this whole shebang with a painting of my father fixing his lawn mower. He can fix anything mechanical, most things electronical, and nothing psychological. One day, while visiting, I turned the corner round the back of the house and caught him in this pose and made him freeze until I could get my camera to shoot the reference. He's a patient man.
I uploaded a nicer scan of this painting when I celebrated four years of this blog (and 300 posts) HERE.