My good friend Mary Fletcher (in cahoots with my secret-keeping husband Eric) painted my portrait. It was a Christmas surprise, but also a wonderful celebration of the end of the year, the beginning of the new year, and especially our friendships and love of art. It’s also a never ending birthday gift. As strange as it is to see myself in paint, it’s been wonderful to reflect on what it means to be seen through other’s eyes and to see Mary’s generosity come through in her work.
The painting is richly textured, warm and cool, delicate and bold, subtle and bright. Mary painted the image from the author photo I’ve been using, but chose a completely unique color palette, which I love. The painting takes on a life of her own, one that I’m honored and humbled to be connected to. Thank you Mary.