This was a fun and tricky one to paint, with all the darkness and speckles of light- and the little face I think of Rita herself in the window! It seems inviting and mysterious...
And my mom's name is Rita too!
Today is the 8th year anniversary of my dad's sudden death at the age of 75 in the front seat of his Odessy Van waiting in the parking lot at Nova Academy for my mom after my nephew's performance. It was awful and shocking and they said it was a "cardiac event" which doesn't explain a lot except that he is irretrievably gone.
We really miss him. He loved dogs and talking to strangers and we got him to Ireland in 2013 which was his native land that he'd never been to and he was the best traveler of all of us, keeping us from going off the rails in personal arguments. He was impossible to buy presents for because he didn't want anything, just to be with you and talk. He loved a good campfire, and roasted marshmallows, and a rootbeer float.
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