All I could think of were the things we didn't have in common
Acrylic on wood.
A painting about the apprehensive first months of a relationship. All I could think about were the things we didn't have in common, all I could think about was him. Here, my beloved's face appears in the objects in question, kind of like the more surreal moments of Charles Schulz's Peanuts.
This painting is available for purchase from Modern Times in Fitzroy, Melbourne.