This painting wan’t necessarily one of my favorites for quite some time. I had wrapped it up, put it away and for some reason it was calling out to me from inside the box, “Keiiith! Keeeeiiiiiittthhhh!!!!” Eventually, while digging up another packaged work, there it was, right on top of the pile. “Keeeeeiiiiiiiiith….You came for me!” I hadn’t. More so, it came to me. A newfound love was harnessed, but the kind of love meant to let go and shared with others. Now that this painting is gone, I yearn for it. We had some good memories, though.