Birthday Present

A few days ago I blogged about how I don't like receiving presents. And used Lee's rather prettily wrapped present as a prime example.

Well, I have to admit she did come through. I had expected that she was giving me an 11x14 framed photograph from her recent journey to Egypt--instead what she gave me was a painting.

And she managed to fulfill the criteria that I like in presents. It didn't cost her anything, she knew that I'd like it, and it was easily available. The reason she knew that I'd like it was that I gave it to her for her birthday something like 12 or 13 years ago. And I suspect it's more of a loan than a gift since she likes it as much as I do.

I know that the picture below doesn't convey the emotional impact that the real painting does, but at least you can see what it looks like. Click on it to see it a little bigger to get some detail. It's rather bleak and has this aura of starkness that just grabs at my very bones. Weird. I bought it at an artist's co-op in Roswell Georgia around 1995. I might give a try at recreating the painting on my own before I give it back to Lee. I've not done any painting since I moved to NC and it might be a good time to take it back up.


GA Girl said…
Happy birthday! :-)
kenju said…
So, sometimes it's good to be an Indian giver? (why is it called that?)

I like that water color - I hope you had a great birthday!
Michele sent me here to wish you a happy birthday. I like the painting!
Bob-kat said…
Happy belated birthday!

I like that painting. I love how the forground seems to be bleeding and washing away.
tiff said…
Um, 12 or 13 years ago?

Mmm I missing something?

The painting os great - very thought-provoking!

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