Several years ago, I had a chance encounter with an immaculately dressed old lady in my neighborhood and her exceptional good taste belied the time we lived in. That was the start of our casual friendship and whenever I met her I always felt a sense of being granted a special access to a more elegant era, which had long ceased to exist. Over the years, though she has getting frailer, she always declined any help I proposed to offer. The last time I saw her, several weeks ago, she looked a bit down and somewhat less than perfectly careful with her look so I didn't have the heart to greet her, so as not to make her feel embarrassed. It was perhaps silly on my part, but I think she'd appreciate it as my kindness.
Her frailty haunted me and in one of the following nights, I dreamed of her, lying on a large suitcase, dressed in black gossamer, readying for her last journey. It was that dream inspired my painting below, though it was neither a literal description of the elegant lady, nor an accurate account of my dream.
Last Trip - A Dream
Oil on Canvas
22" x 28"
Completed in 2013
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