A few years back, I was trapped in an elevator in downtown Austin, during the huge city wide festival of SXSW. Okay, okay, so maybe we had it coming, given we were hunting ghosts and it was a haunted elevator... Still, with about 10 of us crammed together trying not to lose it, strangers to one another mostly, we all patiently waiting for the firetruck we could hear oh so close, as it attempted to push through thousands of people to get to us.
During the stuffy hour we waited, I was lucky enough to meet a darling soul. Our friendship continued from that day, even though we didn't live in the same city.
Last year, she found herself in Austin again, and she crashed at my house. During her visit, I found out that her father was a painter, but she herself, had never put a paintbrush to canvas. Obviously, we had to remedy this! I pulled out a blank canvas and gave free reign to all my paints and tools, and I told her to go buck-wild! I do so wish I had a picture of what she came up with to share.... but I think the point of it was to just DO IT. She didn't finish the canvas, she mostly had fun and played. It was so fun! I promised her I would 'finish' the painting and keep her updated with pictures. Finally, I am glad to say that I have it done. Of course, it's named "Antonia's Playbill" in her honor. Thanks for starting this canvas for me, sweetheart! I hope you like the end result! A great first painting for the new year... :)