acrylic on canvas
40″ x 30″
my cousin died on my birthday in 2005. we were the two youngest of our generation. i realized through my grief that a part of me died with him that day, –because we carry our loved one’s in our hearts, and the parts of me that only he knew passed with him. this painting emerged as part my working through that loss, my reflections on how dear our shared childhood is to me, and my grief at the challenges life gave him. blessed be my cousin. travel well.