What am I thankful for this Thanksgiving?
This painting. Of my mom. From the 80’s.
This painting used to be a full body portrait and has moved with my mother to many houses over the years. It’s the one painting she has that I’ve always loved and the whole family has always HATED. I think it’s hilarious, and captures that stern no shit look my mom always wore (and I unfortunately inherited) perfectly.
I finally asked my mom if I could have it and she couldn’t wait to push it on me and out of her house saying “just don’t post it on your blog with all the bad art”.