I have shared these two paintings before and although they look nothing alike I can always see the above in the dark even though I’m really looking at the one below
If I had claimed the painting as my own, it would have been for sentimental reasons and nothing more. I never disliked the painting, but it wasn’t my favorite and overtime I had become bored with it over the years and yet there was a comfortable familiararity about me that I really have missed the last seven or eight years.
Roland
had purchased the seascape and fog one just over three years ago. It hung above our bed for just over a year
until after we purchased a bed frame.
Now it hangs to the side and I will often see shadows cast over the
painting but instead of seeing the misty shore and sea I will see the painting
that was in my mom’s house. Isn’t that
weird?