Many of my paintings begin with a fond memory of childhood.
When I found this 1950's light switch, my mind reverted back to
the smell of coffee, drifting from the kitchen and down the hall
to our bedrooms. Mom was always starting the day by making
the coffee, while she prepared our sack lunches for school.
I always wondered what she would have done with her life if she
had more time for herself. This painting will show a woman
taking a break to 'smell the coffee' in her smartly appointed
kitchen.
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