finally.

Finally is not the name of the painting so much as me saying, "Look, I finally painted after a year of stalling."

Also, open doors behind people feature in several of my paintings and drawings.  Wonder what this means deep in my subconscious?

This painting has no name right now except for "Audra's," because I started it for her more than a year ago.  Aud - you may officially title this piece.  Might I suggest - "My painter is a big fat procrastinator?"

Jenny - you're up next.

Bouquet

So, I suppose I should say that this is representative of how I feel that the people in my life are a gift of a beautiful bouquet. And not that I don't think that,  but I'm pretty sure that would come across better had I left out the bizarre and slightly disturbing legs sticking out.  ...Sorry about that.

I do think you all are as delightful as a bouquet of fresh flowers, though.  Really.  Especially you.