High School

We used to live on a farm in Michigan. It had this lovely barn on it that was nearly 125 years old. My parents and I moved to North Carolina when I was fifteen. They had taken some pieces of the barn with them for sentiment sake. The knot in the wood fascinated me, so I turned it into the sun and gave this painting to my father. My mom was very impressed by it!

I loved my high school art teacher. I am just so sorry this is the only piece I have left from her exciting class. My dad loved ducks. Makes a girl feel good to have her parents frame her art!