I started this painting around this time last year. It’s a great little stall, in West Row, where I live. Their display of pumpkins and gourds is so attractive and inviting.

Life and health got in the way, and I never finished it. So today, I took some time for me, and started it all again. With fresh eyes, and a new perspective, I finally got lost in my creativity again. I feel like I’m home.