Back in April of this year, Alabama suffered through some terrible tornado storms which ripped through the lives of many of my friends. One of those friends, Barbara, had a similar storm story as we ourselves did. That being the almost immediate help provided by our neighbors and by strangers alike. They came with their chainsaws and backhoes and cleared fallen trees from homes and helped us put our lives back together. Never asking for payment, never expecting it, just lending a loving hand. Barbara's mother's home and property were cleared by such "Angels". They came and they went. I'd like to think that one real angel in particular was in charge of this clean-up, Barbara's father. So, I begin this painting with him and his token chain saw slung up over his shoulder, leading the charge.
The boots have yet to come in, and the background. I will share progress reports as this painting comes to life.
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