►ONE AVAILABLE◄ Love Lingers - Original 10x20 Woman with a Baby & Butterfly Painting

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•The ORIGINAL painting is a 10x20 inch ORIGINAL painting on deep canvas
•The ORIGINAL painting is signed, dated and named on the back
•The ORIGINAL painting is signed on the front in paint
•The ORIGINAL painting is varnished for UV Protection
•The ORIGINAL painting is wired and ready to hang

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Message from the Artist: She lingers in the mind of a great-granddaughter, if she only knew. It’s as if regret from beyond the veil lingers in a heart so far removed yet tied. Her psyche faltered; she made scary mistakes, then shock therapy took her life and the tones of her hair. Her story remnants are held in a yellow folder on a hard drive, scattered words and photos in miscellaneous places, and her years of effort, accomplishment and failure stand represented by a little dash on her headstone, carved between 1903 and 1949. Someday… all of us. 

I only know Opal through the few stories that linger. She birthed-then-lost a baby named Marie, then had 3 more. She gave up everything to follow her husband 2000 miles toward employment.

My grandma spoke of Marie in 2018, but in 2021 had no memory of her. A baby, a flicker of life, a fragmented memory barely restored, introduced into a younger mind shortly before the final soul who knew her, lost her. 

May we, in Seneca’s recommendation (5 bce - 65 ce), respect the past, use the present, and anticipate the future. I bring to mind with respect and wonder, my great-grandmother, her beautiful name, Opal. Her whole family now gone, and us remaining. I imagine her cherishing her babies in some realm, forgiven of her faults.

We will all one day be lingering fragments in the minds of hearts years removed. If we can’t leave something physical, or even deep memories, let’s instead use the present to actively break links in unfortunate chains. Let’s create a worthier future for those to come by being improved mothers now, raising love-soaked, healthier humans that circulate qualities that can be felt and lived, and passed on, even if they can’t be put into words.