It came to me yesterday.

The late afternoon in Montauk found a wide wooden deck with a sprightly toddler upon it, and as the warm evening unfurled into night, I frolicked about with my very own nephew Eli, at the precious age of 19 months. It occurred to me then that the sweetest thing about being an artist for a living is the occasional opportunity to train your lens (paintbrush, words, whatever) on your very own loved ones. Thanks E, for just being your adorable self! <3

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