Teenagers swing their legs over a stone wall, drinking soda after soda, as the afternoon sun casts its golden light over the Italian city of Florence below.
“You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes…”
These strangers captured my attention, even as their attentions were held captive by one another. An ordinary scene, a moment of first love, but extraordinary in its own way. The butterflies, the secret glances, the feeling that no one could have ever possibly been this happy before. A precious gift.
8×10” original acrylic painting; 2025. Painting continues around frame; wire hung for display. Purchase includes certificate of authenticity & handwritten letter from the artist.
Teenagers swing their legs over a stone wall, drinking soda after soda, as the afternoon sun casts its golden light over the Italian city of Florence below.
“You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes…”
These strangers captured my attention, even as their attentions were held captive by one another. An ordinary scene, a moment of first love, but extraordinary in its own way. The butterflies, the secret glances, the feeling that no one could have ever possibly been this happy before. A precious gift.
8×10” original acrylic painting; 2025. Painting continues around frame; wire hung for display. Purchase includes certificate of authenticity & handwritten letter from the artist.
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