First ever framed painting
This is my first painting that was framed and went to another person’s home. It was a present to my cousin who got 70 this February. She had visited me in 2010 and seen it hanging on my wall, of course without frame. I’d always thought that the pastel painting was not too bad, but not good enough to be framed.
Now it hangs on the wall in my cousin’s living room, properly framed: It may sound strange, but now I finally accept it as a piece of art, and I am quite proud of it. Which makes me think about how much I depend on my works being appreciated by other people in order to accept them as pieces of art. Strange, isn’t it?