Last night I was incredibly frustrated because I couldn't paint a pair of eyes. To the verge of tears actually. This morning I stepped back to reflect and it occurred to me that I had painted all evening with a beautiful, sweet, young girl who lost her gorgeous blond locks of hair while she battled cancer. Another friend of mine may not wake up tomorrow. Shame on me and my mini melt down! Art mimics life. It's never perfect, but I get to paint...over and over again if that's what it takes.
In honor of Morgan. Hodgkins Lymphoma.
A portion of the proceeds will be donated to American Cancer Society.