The Heather

Portion of painting by my grandmother

What better way to segue from my trip to see my father in Arizona, back to the vast world of famous and should-be-famous painters, than this one, found hanging on his living room wall — painted by my grandmother and given my name.

My heart still skips a beat, to look at it.

Miss you, Grandma.

Shot on Pixel 6 Pro, black and white filter.

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