The Painting above is by a neighbour of mine from my time in Vancouver. We were never close, but i always enjoyed her work. My only memory of her was her annoyance at my taking many photos of her and other girlfriends at a sister hood type meeting. Her work however, i drink from, i enjoy.
The second photo is of my baby sister who is bold, who is fierce who is sensitive and incredibly smart and all too old/young. I see too much 'living' of her in this photo. It makes me incredibly sad, yet also incredibly sparked about the woman she is becoming.
These are images of women that i know