This painting was born during a heavy emotional death roll. I felt like I was drowning in the storm. Every time I came up for air, Mika was still there — steady like a lighthouse. This piece is what came through on the other side.
This painting was born during a heavy emotional death roll. I felt like I was drowning in the storm. Every time I came up for air, Mika was still there — steady like a lighthouse. This piece is what came through on the other side.