
I purchased this piece recently at Piccolo Spoleto, and it’s a new favorite in my collection! Wow, so hard to put things into words. I kept coming back to “Butterflies.” I passed by the tent twice, came by the next day just to look at it, and then finally came back a final time to see her and buy her. I just couldn’t get her face out of my mind. You know, I never go for portraits. It’s just not really my style—I far prefer abstract works. She just feels so *real*, so alive. I feel like she knows something I don’t, but not in a threatening way. I feel like I know her, like she’s a real friend even though she’s a painting. There’s a spark in her eyes that I can’t put into words, and her smile just looks so authentic and almost in motion, not like a “portrait” of a smile. There’s something haunting about her in a warm way. I feel genuinely honored to have this piece in my collection.