My father and his brother delighted their families by playing the left hand in one key and the right hand in another one. It was very dissonant, but hilarious. We really had to beg to get Daddy to play it, but when he did, we all about died laughing! This is probably my last memory of him before he ended up in the hospital and died.
I painted it so it would seem like a memory, rather than trying to look photorealistic. The underpainting of his skin was done in green, then the pinkish color of his skin came through. His shirt was done in patches of white to add to that feeling.
He is playing “Long, Long Ago”. I really miss him.