Once upon a time, about a hundred years ago, I was young and single - a typical college student working at a minimum wage retail job. There was a framing shop next door. In the window was a print that I loved. There it sat, day after day, hopelessly out of reach of the college student's budget. And then it was gone.
And then, it was mine - a house-warming gift for my first apartment, from a friend that had grown tired of hearing about it!
Fast forward a few years and that same print now hangs in our breakfast area. It has been the topic of many discussions between a three and five year old. One such conversation went something like this:
Little Man: I like that picture
Diva: Momma said a man named Bingo made it
Little Man: It's name is Tarry Night. Look there's our house, right there!
To review, we live in a church that dates to the late 1800's. You may have heard of it ... it can be seen in a world famous painting by Bingo. What an honor!
Saturday, January 22, 2011
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