First of all, this particular post is not an endorsement for the painting. I just wanted to tell you a little about it.
It was painted almost exactly three years before I lost Zoe-Beth. However, now it holds some symbolism to me.
I paint from my imagination, rarely relying on outside influences for my work. That is why I can't paint when I'm feeling low. The ideas are there, the energy is not.
Anyway, back to this painting. Look at it closely and you'll see the bleeding roots of a plucked flower. The look on a face that has mostly only eyes to use for expression, look how sad the rooted flower looks cradling the very weak/fading one.
I know that face. I see it in the mirror all the time, and I'm sure many of you do as well. I've decided I will keep one of the Le. prints for myself, but I've decided I will sell the original, a cleansing act, so to speak. a release of sorts.
I love you guys. Lindsay