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I’ll admit, I was actually thinking of two things when I did this simple little watercolor sketch. One close and deeply personal, the other distant and tragic. Though the bulk of this sentiment lies in a too distant get well wish to my father, my thoughts were also with the people of New York and New Jersey. Sometimes all you can offer is a bowl of soup. When your resources are scarce, and distance is an issue, that soup is just a mix of water, pigment and paper. Yet, real or imaginary, the wish for healing is just the same.
Though I cannot be there in person, know that I am thinking of you.