One of the things thats sort of annoying about "blogging" is this pressure to comment on the images I post in a factual way. Like a biographer would. I am not that type of personality. Facts and tid bits of information are not always a priority to me. Mostly because I am lazy, but also because I forget the "tid bits" as soon as they are told to me. Research can be a bore and being an authority on anything has never been a priority for me. I mostly am inspired by the way something looks and in turn makes me feel. In saying that, here is what I know about this painting. It is called Sisters. It was painted by my father. He paints full time in his studio in a small town out side of Boston. He shows at a gallery called Powers and the most important thing I know is this - its absolutely beautiful and I love to look at it. Nothing makes me happier than when people come to my house and comment on its surreal beauty.