Thursday, November 12, 2009


This painting was made for the parents of a friend of my daughter. He was only 9 years old when he passed away earlier this month. My favorite memory of him is when he was in preschool, he was swinging with my daughter and his prosthetic leg flew off because he was swinging so intently. He just laughed, hopped over, put it back on and continued swinging. He was such a wonderful spirit, despite the challenges he faced. He will be missed.

1 comment:

P├ętula Plas said...

Hi, I'm following your blog a few days ago and I have to say you that I like your works, they are wonderful and very original, plain of vitality... Thank you! (And sorry for my english)