Look at that date! Twenty years ago Ron and I packed up and retired to Sarasota Florida from Illinois. On one Sunday Siesta Key walk, I found these discarded pieces of wicker furniture lost in the sea oats. It was late in the day and the sun was setting behind them. They spoke to me so I quickly snapped a photo as the owner came rushing down to the beach to shoo us away from “her” beach. I painted the scene in acrylic on masonite but I could never quite get the perspective right. The painting has been stored for 19 years and it sustained some damage to the board. It traveled from Florida to Arkansas where we re-retired.

We just repainted the bedroom and needed something different above the dresser. This is the right size and the frame I found also has a little paint damaged area. Soooo, does a painting have to match the sofa or the room color? NO of course not. I told Ron this has so much emotion and is a perfect representation of us at this point in time. We are in the sunset of our years. Like these chairs, we have weathered the storms of life and still stand strong together even if we are a bit battered and worse for wear. It’s a perfect fit and we will enjoy waking up to this every dy.