I lost my sweet younger brother to cancer in early 2002. We were only a little under fourteen months apart in age. I have always expressed my feelings through my art--in my grief I began to paint Dow's hands. As I did so--the picture became something more.
This painting, though from a long time ago, seemed perfect for Easter weekend--a time when many of us celebrate God's gift of hope. Indeed, I know will see my Beloved husband, my little Brother and my Daddy again someday.
Happy Paint Party Friday, all you lovely artists and beautiful people. May God bless you, dear ones, with His joy and peace. Thank you for dropping by.