mole skin sketch book drawing
Last night was date night for Brenda and I and our 24th anniversary. We went around to some of our favorite antique stores. We picked up a couple of really cool old metal boxes with hinged lids for Brenda's studio. After awile we ended up having dinner at the Indian restaurant in our neighborhood. I had been fasting since dinner the night before so it was tough sitting with all those great smells, waiting what felt like hours before our waiter came to our table. I did this little drawing of beautiful B while waiting for our food to come.
Brenda and I met at the Intersection bar dancing in the mid 80s. It was a benifit concert with the local bands Everythings Jake and Top Down. We were trying to save the Eastown Theater that night. We didn't save the theater but our lives came together and have been mysteriously intertwined ever since to the tune of six children and countless adventures. Before she took my humble last name, Brenda's last name was Moulds and she has been moulding me into a better man over the years. I know God is in this mix but Brenda has been his key instrument in this process over this past quarter of a century. She is a woman worth fighting for, the top of my heap, the shake in my rattle and the color on my brush.