We are the unwilling, Led by the unqualified, To do the unnecessary. For the ungrateful.

I wanted to play around with reflections in mirrors. For some reason I felt like having the glass crack. lo and behold the woman that i painted this for her husband had passed away from a concussion on his right side of the head (our left on mirror). This painting meant a lot more to me after I was told about that story. Love ya Renee!