Collections: Unframed Originals
Story:She'd heard the explanation about how a glass could be half empty or it could be half full. She came to understand the meaning behind the words spoken by the kind farmer women with their strange clothes. Her Inglish [sic] was getting better by the week.
She thought more about the glass words and what they meant to her. "Oh", she thought, "the glass must be my life".
As she looked around at her beautiful lake, at the green hills and nodded to the warm sun shining down on her children, she smiled. Her glass was beautiful.
Medium: Watercolour and Ink on Arches paper
Signed original work with Certificate of Authenticity and story.
11 x 15"