12 x 16

Oil on Linen

Maple Shadow Frame

My laundry lady comes into my work a a lot. It all started in like 2003 or earlier. Don’t ask me why. I have no idea. Although I have a sneaky suspicion that much like in his life I was a servant in a past one. I was a restaurant worker and she did laundry but it’s not all that different. She is a figure I paint when I am just mulling over what to work on next, or when I want to just relax. She almost paints herself and has become like a best pal. She rarely disappoints and lets me set a scene and when I am into hats shading a face, she will happily comply. She makes an appearance in most narratives.

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