Life really has a way of messing with you sometimes. See, a few months ago I became an art vendor at a store in our area. She loved my artwork and agreed to put it in her store, sell it and ship it to customers. To me that seemed like a good idea considering that I hadn’t ever been represented before and I for sure never thought I would get into an area where I can "show off" my work. At the time the lady who owned the store was going through a divorce and I got to learn more about her. 

Quite honestly she was a very nice lady and I did appreciate the space. I hope that things go ok for her but thanks to the divorce and everything going on in her life I had to take out the pieces I left in the store for her to sell. Of course **** happens all the time and I expected something to come around and bite me in the ass. Everything was going really well even though the progress was slow. Something was bound to happen sooner or later. 

So while my dad went out to go run he picked up the pieces from the store and brought them home. We have way too many pieces in the house but it is also very cool to see so many pieces side by side. The progress that shows in each of them makes me very happy to be making art at all. I never thought I would pick up something like spray paint art but I do have a love for it. 

Im just sad that I had to make room for those pieces to come back and for an opportunity to fall through in that way. Life really does have ways of coming back at you.