Imagine a journey, having a beginning, middle and end. This one would be titled, "Where I was." There were so many stages to this piece I can't even begin to explain. It started as a pen drawing I did one First Friday. If you saw me hunched over a pad of paper doodling, this is what I was up to :) I can't stop having the urge to finish everything with gold paint....side effects of living in Las Vegas?