So it all started when Ryan came home one day after work and I informed him that I found a painting that I loved.
It was perfect.
An oil painting of a flower still life by a local artist.
When I told him the price he just laughed.
$192
But it was perfect!
Ryan was not open for negotiation.
He suggested I make it myself.
I reminded him that I had one year of HIGH SCHOOL art.
Still no budging.
Then I made a painting for Chelsie.
Hope returned.
Maybe I could do it after all.
Well not an imitation of the piece I truly wanted.
I'm still holding out for a "surprise gift from the hubs."
I decided to create an original.
Well...
A mistake led to a cover up
Which led to an alteration
Which led to a new idea
which led to despair
which led to a new day
which led to a new idea
which led to some improv
which resulted in the following...

There quite a few personal touches in the piece. The receipt from our Honeymoon hotel, a note in Italian from one of my host families, a picture that hung in my childhood bathroom, used stamps from a Ryan love letter, and some fabric leftovers from a quilt I made for Chelsie several years back.
Any suggestions for improvement? I'm still not LOVING it...