Kathryn

After-dinner conversation, on an evening my parents spent as hosts for another couple, turned to children; my painting degree came up, and the visiting friends made known that they had never seen my collegiate work. Most of my paintings I left behind, so my mother had several from which to choose — this was one of them. I had nearly forgotten about it, painted between a pair of two- to three-hour sessions in 2000; a portrait of my mother.

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