Note that the following post will include some discussion of religion, Polygamy and other aspects of Francis's life some may consider negative. If any of these items bother you, please feel free to just click on, and scan through the images. Also note that views expressed do not necessarily represent the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, its positions and policies. Please refer to the Church's official website if you want to go down that road.
Portrait of my great grandfather Francis (Frank) Thorup, circa Early 1970s. Digital portrait by Aaron D. Thorup. Rendered June 2026. |
Medium: Digital
App: Krita
Tools used in App: Paint Brush (RGBa), Layers, Adjustment layers, Erase
Time: Multiple sessions spanning approximately 15 to twenty hours
Timelapse of the painting at the end of this post.
How I came to Render a Portrait of my Great Grandfather Thorup
"Love you Mom.", as I hugged the woman who brought me into this existence known to latter-day Saints as mortality. "Love you too.", she responds to me, her fourth Son. This had been our standard departure routine pretty much since the end of my mission, for the Church, in 2002. It stands as a reminder that my emotional bond to this woman, despite life's ever-changing vicissitudes, will remain ever present. Just as I turn to walk out the door, "Wait, Aaron, I have something for you". She hands me two small photos; One of the family cat from twenty years ago; the other, a rather faded color image of my Great Grandfather, Francis Thorup. She quickly explains to me it would be really neat if I did a portrait of Francis and the cat.
The cat, well, I figure it's doable with the help of other sources, and some creativity. The image of great grandpa Francis, on the other hand, was far more interesting in my mind.
Rendering and learning
As I dove into working the details of his portrait, I began to think about this man, and the details of his life. I knew a few things, but as I worked the digital strokes of his portrait, a desire within myself coalesced in my heart and mind, to come to know more about the life of this man. Francis lived his life; and because of what he did and who he became in the complex reality of my family, he was a small but very necessary part in bringing about my very existence on this earth. If nothing else, this post is a "Thank you!" to him and my God. For without them, I would not be here writing this, nor would I have painted his portrait.








