Lion

My son Elliot had an odd job helping someone clean out their basement, and he found this painting that the owners intended to throw out. He told me that something about the "wild hair" on the Lion reminded him of me. He presented this to me for my birthday today, along with a killer sharp ceramic cooking knife that might be the sharpest knife I've ever owned. My son is developing such a nice instinct of gifts for me. The painting is huge, and I don't know if I'll hang it up full size, but I may make a print of it and hang it up in my bedroom near some other inspirational prints I have . . .