These shoes were in my mothers closet when I had to clean it out after her death.
They were never worn, still in the box, shiny black patent leather. I thought a lot about how there were a lot of things my mother lamented about never having done, and the shoes were there waiting. Funny how it takes a while for things to dawn on me- as I was painting this I realized the label on the shoes said "Life Stride".
1 comment:
beautiful, beautiful painting!
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