Thursday, February 05, 2009

The Inheritance

8" x 6" oil on linen on panel
The tangible gift from my father to me was the furniture he built to hold my drawings.
The inheritance was the labor of love and the love of laboring with my hands.
Every creation has a purpose or an idea. This was to remember Dad:
A portal to a world that once was mine.
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