"Bedtime Stories"
Oil on board
10.5"x11"
$100.00
My dad was a story teller. He could make a story out of anything. He lived an adventurous and passionate life. Every night when I was a little girl I went to sleep to the sound of his stories. At family gatherings, at Christmas one of my grown up joys was staying up late and hearing again the beloved stories that made me. These are my dad's old toys and a piece of the train set that he wanted for Christmas as a little boy. He couldn't read but he found a box under the bed and copied the letters and had his brother read them. The letters were 'TRAIN". He was very happy to know he was getting his train, but found it ruined the joy of surprise. Thank you Dad and Grandma for my rich heritage and giving me my love of stories.
