I know it’s a week late, but things get busy. Last week was Valentines day. Most people either love it or hate it. I’m indifferent. I don’t think one 12 hour period of time counts more for my declaration of love of my boyfriend than any other period of time. He worked late on Tuesday so I ended up sipping a lone glass of wine and watching television.
However, on Friday we decided to formalize Valentines Day with a lovely dinner at an amazing restaurant. And Lance gave me a card.
I don’t particularly like “themes” for people. My brother’s wife likes frogs, and for years all you needed to do was find anything – ANY – that had a frog on it and you were set for Christmas/Birthday/Easter – whatever. Its too impersonal.
What I love is when someone knows you well enough to touch on something that IS personal (and sometimes even a little thematic)
Below is a sculpture from my senior thesis in college, a drawing from 2004, and a painting from the “When I am Gone” series. I love my boyfriend.