Blue

My wife and I went on a ski vacation in mid-January to the Catskills, and I brought this piece to work on while I wasn't skiing.  I had taken a photo of this scene about 6 years ago, when my wife and I first started dating.  The folds in the sheets were too perfect to not take the photo.  So, now years later, I was finally going to take some time to paint the scene.
About halfway through my second day of working, I got a phone call that my father had had a heart attack while he was in the hospital, and was being air-lifted to another better hospital.  We dropped everything and rushed to his side.  He survived that heart attack, and I was able to spend some quality time with him before he eventually died about a month after that to a second heart attack.
I will always look at this painting and remember that time in my life; the hardest and worst time in my life.  This painting gave me some beautiful distraction from the hardship going on in my brain.  I don't intend on the color blue, which the painting is mostly comprised of, to be a symbol of the sadness I was experiencing at that time, but more of a calming stillness that is associated with the subject matter.

Blue, 12"x23", Oil  on Paper on Masonite, 2014.