A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

gone now.

The painting was back in its place, its wooden frame secured to the wall with two sturdy brass screws.

I walked over to it, my boots clicking on the oak floorboards.

The seven yellow yolks lay on the white plate, their edges painted with thick, deliberate strokes of cadmium yellow.

My late husband had spent four days in the studio getting the continue reading …