Frank and Bill
September 3, 2020
I first met Frank when I was about 11 or 12 years old, sixty years ago. I remember my brother Bill Woodward and Frank had a studio across from the National Portrait Gallery. It had been an old row house converted into artists' studios. Frank's studio was a floor below my brother's so I would pop in to say hell-o and watch him paint before I continued the long flight of stairs up to see Billy. Frank also helped me with my first 'silver-point'. He was always patient with my youthful attempts and unannounced interruptions.
He and Mary became good friends with my parents and would enjoy wonderful stories and good times together that I longed to hear.
I'm so sorry to hear of his passing. I will cherish these memories and more.
"May God be between you and harm, and all the empty places".
He and Mary became good friends with my parents and would enjoy wonderful stories and good times together that I longed to hear.
I'm so sorry to hear of his passing. I will cherish these memories and more.
"May God be between you and harm, and all the empty places".