This is a painting I did of my husband Art, in our old house. Art died 5 years ago yesterday. I'm very lucky to have found a lovely new man, but I still think about Art every day and talk about him all the time, always with a smile and a laugh. The only thing that makes me sad is thinking about him when he was ill and in pain. He was a mad character and had a habit of collecting silly items, some of which are shown in this pic. On the table is a dog which sings and dances 'New York New York' and hanging up is a wire model of a man riding a 3 wheeled bike. On the table is his 'smoking box' full of his smoking paraphernalia. Heaven help me if I ever tried to tidy any of these things away! I was very lucky to have spent 21 years sharing my life with this man, 21 years full of laughs - he was very funny. I still see him in my dreams sometimes - I look forward to that.
