Can’t believe we almost left her behind.
This is the third (and final) oil painting we brought home from the art warehouse sale, and we almost didn’t.
We’d gone in concentrating on pieces for the bedroom only, and spent a considerable amount of time waffling between this one and the bigger piece that ended up over the bedroom sofa when suddenly James said, “What about the map wall?”
Oh my gosh! That’s it! How could we forget? The map with the pushpins was always meant to be temporary, a placeholder until we found “a big oil painting, like, really big, like something that fills this whole space, something that will balance the 49 zillion framed pieces we have on the opposite wall.”
This wall was the whole reason we started talking about paintings to begin with all those months ago, and I’m so grateful he had the presence of mind to remember that.
Because I love her, her colorful garden, and the joy that bubbles up in me every time I catch a glimpse of them.
We picked out a frame for this one, too, and I applied the same linen-painting technique as the smaller frame before James attached the canvas to it and hung it up.
Bit by bit, room by room, corner by corner, wall by wall…
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