A Life of Wonder

I believe in that saying about art that you should only buy it when it moves you. This piece moved me. I bought it in Harvard Square from a local artist. He displayed his work near the subway station. I saw I this painting and simply starred at it for a good minute. Then I walked away. Three minutes later I turned and literally ran back. I bought it instantly, cancelled my afternoon plans and went home to hang it on my wall. I didn’t love it because I understood it. I loved it because of the way it made me feel before I understood it.