Joy on the face of a child is the definition of joy itself. Unclouded and pure, untainted by the trampling of time. It shines to me, reminding me to stop and enjoy the simple things in life. The small moments and memories that will gather together over the years, and speak to me as my time comes to an end, assuring me that I lived a jubilant life. Thanks for looking.
Not for sale at this time, hanging in a show.
October 6th, 2010
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