Library Pastel
First thing I drew out of college. I was over at a church friend's one evening. She cooked a wonderful homey meal. We were in her little midtown cottage, should have been smoking weed if we were able/willing. Fundamental Christians, ya know. There is my bible on the chair, Becky's guitar. I knew then that my life had to feature pastels or I could not live. It was as romantic and dreamy a night now in my heart as it was 25 years ago. Or was it 30?

Sold