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

light right on the third yolk from the left.

I could still smell the faint scent of linseed oil if I pressed my nose close to the canvas.

It was a simple painting, one that Harvey had called worthless during our first meeting in this room.

Yet it had carried the true 1994 partnership deed behind its cardboard backing for thirty years.continue reading …