I Want to be Ok, 2021

Walking through a vintage store with my aunt, I picked up a very old pair of black leather gloves that had never been worn; they still had a little tag on them. Very thin, very soft, they smelled like old perfume - like they'd been tucked away in ...

Walking through a vintage store with my aunt, I picked up a very old pair of black leather gloves that had never been worn; they still had a little tag on them. Very thin, very soft, they smelled like old perfume - like they'd been tucked away in a top dresser drawer for a lifetime waiting to be worn. She insisted on buying them for me. I wear them all the time. ❤️ I want to be ok oil on cradled panel 18" x 24"