the first friend...

What do you do when the first friend you ever made, your freshmen year of college,  purchases THIS painting? 

As a friend, you cry. And you love. And you laugh. And you reminisce. 

As a painter, you are also reminded that your paintings have their own journey + destination. I have been reminded + continue to need to be reminded (evidently) of this on repeat. 

I was always wondering why this painting was “still available”. Turns out, C, here, has wanted this painting since it was completed. I am so glad all parties were patient. I cannot believe how absolutely perfect + complete (and full circle!) it feels that C now has this 💛

art NEVER expires