I never knew that paintings could speak so to my heart until the day I saw yours and instead of looking away something made me pause so I stopped to look again and a little door opened in the corner of my mind
I walked through and found myself seeing something new a vista of such celebration a party conveyed by a brush and how I laughed to see it seeing that some hearts speak in shape and colour and texture and some listen with eyes alone
I was drawn in, in a way that I'd never known before and so I said so, well no I didn't actually say so being the klutz bunny I am I tried to say so though and well, wouldn't you know your open heart heard mine
By some happy circumstance I was in a position to say something I never usually do I said would you, could you and here's where your heart listened particularly carefully because you didn't just say yes you painted me my 'orange pop'
I have positioned it here and I've tried it over there I've even taken it upstairs but somehow it calls to me saying I need the dark wood to lay against to make me glow I bet that even you didn't know you'd sent me a piece of my heart.
An Annie Coe original defies words no really, just take another look and to see more go here