One year Mister and I decided to spend Christmas in New York. For no reason. Other than why not.
In between eating the finest the city has to offer and being sightseeing fools, we took some photos. Mister captured an awesome shot, looking up into the bare trees of winter. When I saw the pic, I knew I wanted to paint it. And so I did.
It’s the first day of winter. Maybe it’s only symbolic, but I like the idea of official change. And it must be official – it’s printed on my calendar.
Here’s to winter. Here’s to change. Here’s to New York. Cheers.