Encaustic + Mixed Media | 30 x 48
I was at an intimate house concert a few months back and the performer told the story about the song he was about to play. It was about his feeling of innocence the day before his mother committed suicide. His heartwrenching instramental was so beautiful as it painted the story of a ten-year-old boy in his naiveté. As soft giutar sounds floated over me I coudn't help being moved. I painted this work as soon as I got home so I could not forget the depth of what I felt.